At the last breath your soul keeps looking for some dead lost portions of yours. You wreathed each and every corner of the place you called home. Magical box present at the most left side of your cupboard took your attention. The red box reminds you of someone and some precious days. You cannot hold the inner elation at finding something you already lost the memories of. The steady grip to protect the last pieces of your lover is breathtaking. You smiled as the memories flashed about the box. How happy and blessed you felt when you got the most unexpected gift from the most expected person. You cannot content the feeling of starting your love life on the sweetest note. With the calmness you opened the old wood. The torn and old petals of rose justify the trueness of your lover. You still preserved those blood red roses which hide a long brief love letter. Rusted pale sheet inked few portions about you yet the feelings are still freash. That love letter which you repeatedly read each time you missed your lover. The feeling of love is in air back then also and still now.  The surprise box still carries your lover locket. You asked him for that. Believing in love started from wearing a piece of your lover. Blissfully you touches all your last remiances of your partner. The heart feels like a rose garden, filled with red roses and freash aroma. Yet the presence of thrones drag you to the reality of not sharing the acceptance of love again with your lover. He left the soul of the earth but you still have his soul inside you.