What Is Fiction if Not the Longings of Our Heart
By HudaFatima
She lays her head on his chest
And gazes at the sky above
Stary night and the wind making them hold on to each other
Like the well fitted pieces of puzzle
He feels the warmth of her tears
Hugging her more into him - he smells her hair
A smile steals away her trouble
A million thoughts whispers in her ears ‘We love him’
But she chooses not to share - what if he doesn’t?
He picks that minute to fiddle with her fingers
Her mind jumps and heart flutters
He is her happy glitter
He carefully touches her lips
And she blushes behind his ears
Pulling her head up she orders ‘Kiss me already’
His laughter drives away her fears
With her arms around his nape - she softly says ‘You will make some girl, one day, very happy’
Making a fist around her wrist - he answers ‘I want to make you happy’
She rests her head back again on his chest ‘You already do’
Author Notes: If your tears bothers him, know that he loves you. So if you are lucky to have that, never let that go.
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