Good ol days

Today your eyes don't say anything. I remember the good old days.

Ur eyes said so much. They longed for me. They lit up with joy on seeing me. They shut in sheer happiness when we hugged and kissed.

I miss them. Today the same eyes sometimes looks at me with hatred, frustration and anger and more than all indifference..

All the care and affection worn away with time like sands in a storm,

like the waves that wash what we so lovingly wrote together on the beach on a cool beautiful evening.