Fault In Our Stars

I think.. I think about love.. I think about life... I think about my passion and I think about my wife.. I think about the meetings.. I think about her charm.. I think about the dreams and I think about that farm... The farm used to have a tree in the middle, we used to sit and cook on a griddle.. While sitting and eating, we used to plan.. Under the sun, she used to get a tan.. Lying on my lap, she used to say.. Love me more and make me stay... Running behind her, I used to fall.. She used to laugh and I used to crawl... I knew one day, she has to go.. The laughs will fade so I wanted it slow... And then one day, she left me alone.. it blew me up, without backbone... Sitting near her grave, today I think... the moments we spent together, will never sink... Tears roll down as I write her name, she gave me strength, she gave me flame.. Walking alone down the street, I think about her eyes.. I think about the time and how it flies... She must be happy, up in the sky, I don't have a choice but just to sigh... I think about love.. I think about life... I think about my passion and I think about my wife.. Love has got no boundaries, no bars.. But definitely, there was a fault in our stars...

By: Sritama Banerjee