Author: tushgoel

Last Meeting

Lily noticed that he had warm brown eyes and the sun made them look like the colour of molten honey. They were nothing but beautiful. (Reads: 960)


I was living. “Living” I don’t even know what the word meant until I saw her. How could I not, it was next to impossible not to. I was fascinated by her eyes. They said the things, her lips couldn’t. (Reads: 483)