We danced under the moon light, I lead him. Such a vigorous arms wrapped around my body, the heat of he’s flesh was mesmerizing, intoxicating, sending chills along my spine.
We danced until the last candle burn out. And I don’t care, as long as I’m here, captured by his beauty; from my view, you could have mistaken him as an angel. The shaft of the moon light, glowed at us, making his features darkened and yet, it was beautiful, he’s perfectly chiselled face smiled at me warmly and curiously.
Like he’s reading my mind, and he couldn’t find whatever answers he wanted to see.
“Te Amo.” I hear myself saying. He’s face shifted into a smug or scared look. I wondered why, but he started to let go. I tried to cry no. But he’s halfway to the door. “No, don’t leave me!” I started to cry, my words crashing with the pain I feel inside. Is he leaving me because I told him I love him? If that’s the reason I would take it back, I will never say I love him ever again. But I will keep it in my heart forever. But when I tried to reach for him, he was gone...
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Dakota
RomanceWhat if you are a version of the past. What if you are a reincarnation of a beautiful woman who's love is tragic. What if you fell in love in the man in your dreams? What if you became obsessed in dreaming about him.? What if by this obsession you c...
