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" You are so near, yet so far, I can perceive your touch but I can't touch you... "
The best peace is when you wake up in morning having a beautiful dreams of your love and see that your love in front of you, holding you close... When you dreamed about being close to that person and when you open your eyes, you already engulfed in arms that feeling is Peace...
She was engulfed in his arms... His hand was tightly holding her around her waist... She could feel the skin of his hand through the delicate fabric of her dress... Despite of being covered by jacket she shivered feeling the warmth of his hands... The position was so intimate yet so warm...
It was three in night... She woke up feeling slow, steady breath near her cheeks... It was a pleasant shock for her because he was very close to her, his jaw was touching her lips... Its not that he was first time so close to her but this time she was in her sense, in utter shock... He was sleeping but still he was creating his effect on her just like some hours ago... She distanced herself from him a little, just a little, in order to see his supernatural beauty with her eyes and cherish it forever... She didn't care that she was doing wrong or not... Its not wrong, she wasn't doing any wrong... She just looking at her love which she didn't know if she has the right to see him like that or not... But she did not want miss the chance to being in his arms, observing him... It would not happen daily that she will wake up next to him... She was not and never will regret this... She was doing this for herself... If this is what call selfishness then yes she was selfish.. Selfish for him...
He was different, different from others... He was handsome not like most handsome man in the world but he had that personality which could make him stand out in the crowd... He had ivory color skin tone... She was observing him so sincerely like he was precious possession in the world... He had dark, soft and long black hair just like her favorite actor Shah Rukh Khan had in Don 2... His hair casted down hiding his forehead... Her eyes traveled down from his hairs to his eyes... His dark brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with ivory toned face... His eyes were deep and expressive... His long eyelashes were touching his cheekbone... He had straight, sharp nose which made him to look handsome... His pinkish lips looked so soft yet tempting... He had perfect well-defined chiseled jawline which was sharp with stubble... He was muscular with six abs and strong biceps...
Her hands were itching to touch his toned abs which were displaying through his white shirt... But she stopped... She stopped herself from touching him... She stopped herself from ruffling his already messy hairs... She stopped herself from caressing his cheeks... She stopped herself from touching his lips... She stopped herself from looking at him... Because she didn't have that right to touch him... She didn't have that right to see him the same way his future partner will see him... His partner, his wife, his love how much she wanted to dream about this but this can't happen... This broke her in million pieces... One day he will get married then what she will do??? Will she able to forget him??? Will she able to suppress her feelings towards him??? Will she able to stop loving him??? This only questions suffocated her mind... This only questions broke her heart... She couldn't do this... She could not forget him... She could not stop loving him... How could she stop loving him when she already gave her heart to him... How could she forget him when he occupied her heart, her mind, her brain and her everything... She was feeling helpless but now she couldn't stop her heart to beat for him...
