Here i am....

No...no...no...she cried. Her heart aching and breaking into a million pieces No..please...she begged. She finally realised her feeling for him and she was about to tell him how she felt but she didnt expect this to happen. Cradling his head to her thigh, hand tracing his beautiful face now smeared with crusted blood, his eyes closed, she cried her heart out begging him to wake up, begging him not to leave her. She should have never rejected him in the first place, after what he had done for her, after all the things they had done and the time spent together..she should have realise it then that she was falling in love with him but she refuse to acknowledge her feeling, refuse to believe it. She refuse to accept him.

Please...please wake up! She cried again. I love you, i love you. I love you and i'm sorry...she sobbed. Her tears flowing down her face. Please wake up...please...don't leave me!

Don't...don't cry..baby...

She heard his voice barely a whisper. She looked down at his face, and saw that his eyes were opened. That beautiful brown eyes, that always looked at her with endless love.

Don't cry...i'm here, i won't leave you...

Even in pain, he still want to sooth her and reached for her. He tried moving his hand to touch her face but it must have caused him a lot of pain that he stopped.

Don't..please, she begged. Please...don't talk..don't move...

He smile, and this time he manage to move his hand to her face and wipe away her tears.
Don't cry...i'm here...please stop...

She placed her hand on top of his and held it there on her face before she move to kiss the palm of his hand.

I love you...i love you so much...i'm sorry i didn't tell you this earlier but i love you...there is no others for me...only you and you alone...i love you...

I love you too..he said

She kissed him then, pouring all her love, all her worries in that one single kiss...



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Love...or...

He met her while he was walking to a garden near his house. She was there, running around the garden, so happy, so lovely, a smile always on her face, her eyes bright and clear as the morning sun. He was stunned to see her that he could only stand transfixed just watching at her. Somehow, he knew then that she was the one for him. But how could he approached her? He was just a stranger to her, a nobody but he was sure she was for him. He could feel it in his heart, beating fast and loud, spreading warmth through his whole being.

The morning sun, so warm so bright, made her so happy to just be outside. So waking up that morning and feeling the sun on her skin, she just had to go out to the garden. To just run and basked at the heat. So there she was now, in the ever green garden, running around, kicking at the falling leaves, smiling at the sound of the birds chirping on the trees and the soft crunch made by the leaves under her feet. She twirled enjoying herself, laughing and stop when she saw him. Standing atop a small hill, not far from where she was. He was tall, taller by a few inches from her, with broad shoulder, and well...handsome to the maximum. She stop running around, stop her twirling and smile at him and just waving happily at him.

His heart sped up as he saw her waving at him, with that beautiful smile never leaving her face. He tried to wave back but his body just stop functioning. Work hand...come on work!! But no use, his body just won't move. Then, she started to walk toward him, and his heart beat even faster than he thought it can. Damn...work body work!!!

He looked like he's going to faint any second she thought. Finally, she was standing as close as she thought acceptable and smile at him, before extending her hand for introduction.

Work body...work!!! Damn it! He was frustrated with himself, but then just as he was about to give up and well let her think of him as a lunatic or loco in more ways than one, his body moved. He was so happy and relieved but what he don't understand was that his body - in one instance, his hand grabbed her, but not to shake it but pulled her closer to him so their body touched and well he just kissed her, there!

Great! He thought. I made a bigger fool of myself in front of her but that warm lips of her, so warm so soft...so sweet...taste like heaven to him....

Oh my God! I kissed a lunatic, an unknown lunatic at that and I...I...like it...that was the thought that passed her mind. She shouldn't be liking it and yet..she felt as if it was right. She, him...the kiss she shared with this man...was right even if she don't know him at all...a total stranger...

What is happening to me...

What have i done...

Why do i feel like i was made for him, and he for me...

Why do i even feel deep affection for you...just a stranger smiling at me...
Am i falling in love with you...

Is this what they called love at first sight...

Is this love then...

He pulled away then, breaking the kiss and they just stare at each other eyes...all around them forgotten, only the two of them exist...

...............





 


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