DESIRES

Feelings

I can feel the warmth of his gaze filling me with the unending desires. His scorching eyes hold mine, trying to say that one word. My heart is racing with anticipation. His hands move to my hair, lightly brushing the loose strands from my face, his fingers lingering for a moment more than required. I gasp from the sensation, pure and ethereal.

I bat my eyelashes at him and I can see a ghost of a smile on his face. I chew my lips absent-mindedly and his smile falters, his eyes growing darker.

I reach up on my toes, throwing my arms around him. He stiffens at the unbidden touch. I run my hands through his tousled hair as he stands still, anticipating my next move. My eyes meet his and I could feel the dilemma.

And in a moment he swiftly breaks free, jumping back and putting a distance between us. His eyes are wild and the pain in them breaks me. I try to move closer, to touch him, to run my fingers on the perfect lines of his cheeks.

He closes his eyes, trying to stay still but I can feel the tension radiating. He clenches his fists as my hands move to his chest. And suddenly, surprising myself, I place a peck on his cheeks.

He pushes me back as if I had singed him, his entire body shakes like he's burning alive. I can see the emotions coursing through him as he tries to grapple with the unbounded display from my side.

'It's not right... It's not safe... You, me, us...' he mumbles, going into one of his eclectic moods again.

'I don't think what is right or wrong. I LOVE YOU.'

It's like those three words hang in the air for a moment and nature seems to be holding her breath in anticipation. He averts his eyes and retreats into the woods, a feral fear in his eyes.

'Aaron wait,' I scream.

'No, it's too dangerous here. I'll either hurt you or hurt myself. We can't be what you want us to be...' his voice trails off, unsure and unsteady.

'How can you be so sure?'

'What's the use? The society won't accept us. You're eluding yourself. Go back, Mira. Live your life. Forget that I ever existed.'

'If it was that easy, I would,' I try to suppress the tears welling up. I won't cry. I'm strong.

'Try and you can,' he turns back and this time I don't stop him.

'Oh,' he turns around one more time, 'I feel something for you too... Just that the feelings are so intangible and messed up that I can't pick out one from the melee...'

'Please,' I beg. My head feels heavy and there is a steady humming in my ears. I'm fading further and further as he is disappearing and I open my eyes with a groan.

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Shit! It was all a dream. I slap my phone into silence and clutch the hairs on my head. The dream was so vivid.