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It was when his eyes flickered to your lips; he felt like kissing you. Eita knew how beautiful you are, inside and outside, everything. But tonight, you're more of a Queen in his eyes. You're the air he breathes in and it seems like Eita forgot how to breathe again.
"I don't understand", he mumbles.
"What's wrong?"
"You."
He peers closer, "Why didn't we meet sooner?"
His five simple words were enough to weaken the blood running through your veins. Eita was right, why didn't you two meet sooner? From the very moment his skin were against yours, you couldn't seem to forget the sensation. It was like his very image stained it's essence onto your skin, to ensure that you mentally and physically remember Eita.
When your eyes lingers on his lips, the sudden crave for him grew intense. So for the first time, you felt like kissing him in a way you could not seem to describe perfectly. It felt so oddly familiar, as if your lips against his was moulded by the heavens themselves. If this is what they call soulmates, then perhaps, the myths they say are true.
"No, I can feel it. I've met you before we even knew it."
