Happiness (2).

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Petals fell, one after another, petals painted with times from before memories which stabbed deeper with each falling tear every petal a piece of a moment from before, each different, all happy, all falling away.

The last petal tore away and she stared into it and in that moment she saw them, embracing each other tightly, their eyes locked in bliss. Whispering sweet nothings to each other.

'Hehee...'
She smilled silly when she heard him say...

'I love you. I love youuuuuuuuu...!'

That last petal touched the ground as she giggled sleepy, his voice resounding in her last heartbeat.

Love from Cameron Highlands.Where stories live. Discover now