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Chubby Cheeks 15

The night sky had a tinge of romance and shyness entwined making the moon seem even brighter. I and Alex were lying on a soft grassy patch by the river somewhere near to the warehouse. I was wholly mesmerized by this beautiful place. I watched the stars hanging in the sky. My exposed skin was adorned with Goosebumps and I felt cold under the chilly breeze; nonetheless, I didn't want the moment to end. It was too perfect for me.

"Why did you love me, Alex?"

It just came out of the blue and I was ashamed at myself that I had to ask such an imprudent question in such a serene atmosphere. But, he picked himself up and propped on one elbow looking right at me with his eyes twinkling with emotions. Yea, it was too perfect for me.

while I phantom whisper in the dark
your name
to the gospels that worship you;

your agony swirls like a tornado
onto my wrist,

reopening healed wounds.

you are a fire I breathe,
as you pirouette on my ribcage;
scorching sadness and
scalding memories.

I stand alone,
letting your silent hums and cries
chisel me into a sculpture,       

as you ballet-
burning seconds.

and I... compose haunting melodies
with the strings
of a desecrated violin;

I watch your sigh
dance in ellipses around me like a halo. 

He recited the poem without taking his eyes off me. I could feel something prick my eyes, its tears; happy ones, I am sure. Love can turn one into a sappy poet.

"You wrote that poem?"

"No, just made that up; you have indeed bewitched me body and soul, and I love...I love... I love you."

"Oh my god, no way, did you just quote Darcy?"

"What? I love that movie."

"No way; it is my favorite too. And you recited that wonderfully. With your voice, you could be a singer. And, yeah, You could be a poet too..."

"I have tried it and believe me I had got fame in a most unhealthy way that I pulled myself out of it. And poet? Naaa!"

"Why?"

"The lead vocalist in the band was my back vocalist and my best buddy; was my best buddy... well, we had a fight one day as I got an offer to sing and the contract was an attractive one. I was about to sign for it when Jeffery got jealous and angry at me fueling up a fight between us and he injured me pretty badly. That offer was just puff; out of the wind. But, what made me back out of singing was... ladies. They draped on to me like they are the second's skin and believe me every single one was trying to get laid with me. And truth be told, I hated that. I have had better morals instilled into me and I will never be the man who goes behind beauty or the new version of beauty. I shall rather wait for a perfect time to give away something I consider so precious in my life."

"You are a virgin?" once again, I am trying to make the situation so ridiculous but his face showed me pure innocence and he sat with me just like the way I was sitting; cross-legged, pulling the grass.

"Yeah" his voice was barely a whisper and if the place was not serene, I wouldn't have heard that. Is he embarrassed by it?

"Oh my God; I can't believe this."

"Why? Plus, did Nat tell you about us back then?" 

"Yes."

"Well, you need to know that I..."