Wednesday, November 28, 2012

BOOK








        I can see the pages of my book being torn apart. The book i used to love the most. The book with my beautiful memories. I am just standing by its side and just looking at it. I can feel the pain inside me caused by the action but i m just staring at it standing in a corner. I dont know i can save that book being further torned apart or not but my hands are not moving at all to save that book. No my hands are not tied to something but they are just not moving. I dont wanna save it or i could not, i dnt have any idea bt my life being torn apart i am just standing and letting it happen.