angels don't cry...

Angels Don't Cry...

There she was. Sitting like a broken doll with her hands in her lap thinking about her worst nightmare which came true a year ago. A dark and deep loneliness rapt her completely. Tears came, both from heaven and eye as it was an angel in sigh. Her little body was covered with a red-checked shirt and black denim. It was nearly sunset when he came there and surprised her with his presence. She got up to her feet and started towards him. He took her in his arms. She could smell his body, she could feel its warmth. He wiped her tears with his hands. Heat rushed through her cheeks to her entire body. His hands rested on her waists and her on his chest. She went on her toes and brought her lips close to his. He brought his chin down and then their lips touched each other. She stepped back to see him, still crying . He whispered in her ear, "angels don't cry."