The footsteps that faded...

PART 1

“He is my hero.” I said to myself often.  All I saw was he..he...and...he...

I met him exactly when I needed him the most. His dark black eyes were the most beautiful pair I had ever seen.

He took me into his world.

With closed eyes I went...walking on his own feet...

I didn’t know where he was taking me..probably I didn’t want to know...for his world was fascinating...

WE walked for long....yes, now he and me were WE...I, on his feet...He, into my eyes...

On the way, he taught me..all that he knew...to make me happy...

He told me...what life was...

I listened..

I understood..

I thought..

And..

I loved..

Him...

I walked...

With him...

I did not follow him...How could I do that? He walked right beside me...always...

I was happy...

PART-2

“Goodbye, my love”

“No, you can’t do this to me”

“Take care!”

And the footsteps in the sands of time....faded....