The fire in her eyes missed the indifference of his gaze by a moment. Her words were complaints, her mind was abuzz with things that were too heavy for him to keep on his mind. They were tangled in such an unrelenting web of attachment and detachment that there was no solid ground of absolute knowledge under their feet. The touch that once electrified her was now comfortable to feel. They loved each other the same but now they were not chasing each other. It was easy to snap out of it. A person can't look at the same thing with wonder for ever. And Human beings could descend to games and concealment when they felt less loved.
Once , it was a time it was all theirs. She would sit at the dinner table waiting for his fingers to pound the wood in anticipation , she would feel the warmth of his arms around her as soon as either of them who was out late came home. It was a shared vantage point where every other thing looked too small , too trivial. Drunk on love and the exclusivity of it , they were in-conquerable.
And now they had shared it with the world ..and people , they spoil beautiful things.
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