There he was, she stares at him standing tall with that childish
smile. She realizes that his excessive confidence was irritating, yet
his dreamy eyes and raspy voice makes any space glow.
She trembles
to the sound of his voice. Her heart beats like crazy when she sees
him, so much that she is afraid he can hear it. She can't understand why
she feels such a strong and achy feeling in her stomach. She can't
understand why the waves of emotions are storming in her body.
She
thought to herself, if she could have him for only one-night by her
side, holding her ... if only. Her desire to feel his perfect and subtle
caressing gives her pleasure. She dreams of his hands taking her to a
world of sweet passion. She thinks of his lips against hers and playing
with her hair and his fingers running down her back and face. She craves
his arms wrapped around her as she dreams of pressing her head against
his chest.
Her voice mutes whenever he speaks. She can feel her
throat getting dry and her lips barely make an attempt to show a smile.
She is thinking about the way he moves, the way he smells, the way he
makes her feel.
Terrified of rejection, she continues to watch at a
safe distance, letting life go on ... year after year. Her heart keeps
that secret, she will retain hope and never let go of the dream of an
unrequited crush.
- THE END -
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