First Morning with Sisa

It was a cold and lonely winter. But my heart was on fire. And my soul felt this loneliness drifting away like a drop water falling down from a rose petal. Her eyes were melting away all those blocks of ice whose sole purpose was to protect myself. With just one stare from her dark eyes, I felt alive.

I always knew that a dog’s love is pure and its love is warmer than the love of a whole village. But I never realized that its love is already enough to make this whole village less needed.

I am her only world. And she is mine.