She reached the park next day,
A bit early than yesterday.

Picking up roses, her eyes were wandering all around,
She saw him coming wearing a black shirt and had a cap having his hair bound.

Averting her gaze, she showed herself busy,
He ran to her because he had to leave in jiffy.

Standing in front of her, he smiled
Seeing the blush on her my face, he felt pride.

Passing him a rose, she looked down all scarlet,
'I'm leaving the city', saying so he handed her a parcel.

She looked in his eyes with sadness written over her face,
Kissing on her cheeks for the last time, he left with a fast pace.

A rose in his hand and a letter in hers were the witness of their erupting love story,
With distance and memories filling their hearts with worry!!

To be continued...
@Aana