My heart's content

Romance

Well sorry for ridiculous title like this, I tried to build up some experience,almost we all have when we were younger, . You might have it too at some point, give me comment about it,  any critical comment is highly acceptable,  Have some fun.
It's a prose work, I can't call it story at all, it's just a narrative,

Teenages in love 

It was another dusty month of may.You may thought, what type of hero or heroin would choose such scorching sunny mid day lane as their place of romance? . But sometime infatuation- lead emotions don't know time or please to come by in little teenage hearts. Who, may not properly knows of love,yet like ants to fire don't hesitate to get burn in it. .
May be a bit pain helps them to gain seed of mistrust or dejection ond denial that they accept or exhibit in their adulthood .
Or may be a way to gain some experience to their upcoming adult hood.

What ever it may, our little man choose to deliver a homework book containing a very little letter ( he poured his heart  into) to the little lady of his worship, on his way to coching class,

Very unromantic you may say , but only our little hero knows what nerve and courage and effort of a whole week took worth of such daring act (if parents know one may hope for receiving a good beating) . So our little lady came by on her way home to the empty lane, she stretched her little pinkish plam ( unmarked by what unforgiving future may left on her) to receive the branch of paper with a heart filled with hope and despair.
Our hero stood as close as two cycle can touch and by means of delivering didn't he miss to enjoy the chance of having the heavenly touch of her arms for a fraction of second. Both hearts beats quicker. And our heroin leads her head closer and whispered  sacred words in our hero's ear. (Don't ask what they were) His face blushed, eyes grew large.  ....Then two cycles moved apart and departed on there own ways.....