clothes are pressed - 2

She kept looking at the poster above his bed. It read "today is the tomorrow i promised you yesterday." boldly and then in a corner there was a scribbling "but where is the you?"

She hadn't realised Sid coming in. he was also looking at the poster.

She silently continued to pick up her things. He just chose a corner and sat in and sunk into a paper. He was running his fingers through his hair as a matter of habit. It had been cut short. she drifted back.

The only good thing about your long hair is that no stupid girl on earth would think that you are attractive.

Thats why i sometimes wonder if you were originally from heavens.

She was looking at him and smiling. She realised that he was also looking at her.