There are certain moments in your life when things around you become stagnant. The atmosphere, the falling droplets of rain become stagnant, the blowing winds become stagnant. When you stop hearing chirping of birds and rattling of metal around you. When voices become unmeaningful, when the music you hear fades out silently at your earsteps. When the color around you looses attention, when your eyes left capable of seeing only shades of white, the eyes wide open and refuses to shy.
When lips refuse to allow the love to come inside, the kiss dies out at your lips. It becomes the Dead Kiss.
And there's nothing more to say. It witnesses a simple synchronicity of withdrawn love and a dry smile, the smile again refuses to fade.
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