Tearing Paper

A Little Bit Longer

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Carry me

with the rolling waves of the sea

Let me soar so high

'til this place becomes tiny specks of light

like nothing compared to your glow

"Am I disturbing you?"

"Nate!" Dianne placed her paper and pencil down, running towards the door. She tiptoed to reach the peephole, and as soon as her eyes met his, she did not wait another second to open the door.

"Three words. How-could-you," Dianne did not know if she should be happy to see him again, or mad that Nate brought her poem book in his hand with a mischiveous smile. "You are such a talented klepto."

"I am not," Nate laughed, lifting the book higher so that Dianne couldn't grab it. She pouted and gave up, sitting on her bed. "I thought you learned your lesson in Namiri."

"Well, you're not that mad anymore now, are you," Nate took his coat off and came closer to Dianne, placing his hands on her thin shoulders. He returned the book to her. "I was not going to take it away forever, you know. Ah, what's this?"

"Not something you can steal again!" Dianne rolled over to the other side of her bed and got the paper she was scribbling on before Nate did. She bit her lips as their hands touch. "Thief."

"You don't wanna thank me?"

"For what?"

"I happen to just return from my boss. I showed him your book, and..."

"Nate!"

"He said it was a promising prospect. I need your permission to gather the poems you're confident of and make a soft copy of them. I was amazed he could still read through your scratches."

"You did not just do that," Dianne felt like she could cry any minute. "Nate-thank you."

"Hey. You deserve this. I thought I owe you so much for all of that Namirian escape thing," Nate smiled. "But you can't get my book," Dianne crossed her hands. "Not again. I write anything that comes on my mind everyday, it's just my thing-and if you wanna make a copy of this-"

"We need to meet everyday," Nate concluded, raising his eyebrows. "You're not coming out of the house, are you?"

Dianne shook her head naturally, and they were silent for a while until Dianne spoke in a much softer voice,"Stay here? It gets lonely, you know... Not seeing you everyday, like I did back home-"

"I've been waiting for you to ask," Nate breathed an air of relief as he circled his hand around the girl he had missed for so long.

He just couldn't believe fate gave him another chance to spend a part of his life with this magical girl.

He felt that he should ask her about what Marion told him that morning-but right now, he ignored his senses and held her a little bit tighter, a little bit longer.