They look at me, confused.They grunt a sigh as I pat my head randomly.
I really wish I could tell you what goes on in here, my love.
My shoulders brush against them.
I almost tumble down from my heartbeat quickening immensely.
Dear, my lovely heart. Sincerely, shut up.
I catch myself smoothly and find them laugh their eyes out. Funny.
I see that perfect laugh.
I begin to stare intensely at them.
I want you to love me with those small, but priceless hands, as we fade into one another.
Hold me with your everything that makes you, you, but my everything isn't me, it's you that makes me, me, so I can't give you the same, but I'll love you to the center of my world and back.
Come closer to press your tempting light on me.
I start leaning into air.
Let us whisper into our innocent ears, to make one another shiver in disbelief of the pure pleasure.
Let me breathe you in as if we are one... because we are....
I lean into the air more.
My gaze fixates harsher onto them.
We'll fade away like the dazzling stars, but come back twinkling brightly with one another.
It will make everyone want to look up.
And we?
We will look back down at them, squeeze them into an embrace, mumble confidently into their scared hearts, tell them to hurry, but take their time to chase their dreams, but hurry because time is running too.
It's running away to find its purpose. It will find it. It will make others fulfilled and beg for more.
The last in first will be until we leave this world. The last will ignite a new beginning.
Only after we. us. everything. After, become our harsh tears, after their, them, those.
After light touches people's hearts to mend them. And only from before and, after the word after, becomes real through your fragile eyes.we
become
their
lightAnd then.
Then, we will all stretch our dormant wings, leap to the ground and soar towards the unknown.
To simply savor the taste of those precious stars.
My whole body feels pain.
"Huh?" I graze my hand over the hard ground under me.
Well, that explains a lot.
"Fuck you, heart!" I yell to the ground since I can't physically see my heart.
I hear the same cute laugh.
"Oh my god, are you okay? What are you doing? Are you trying to make me cry?" They practically yell in-between their laugh.
I pout. "I'm beginning to think that my heart doesn't like me." I begin to fake cry while flashing a cheeky smile.
"Maybe, just maybe, you were being mean to it?"
They chuckle.
I gasp. Placing my hand to my heart, as if I'm offended. "How could you be so heartless." I try my best sad expression.
They immediately see through my lie.
I see their mind flipping like an open book, pausing for a mere moment before the glint in their mischievous eyes glow.
"Dear?" They click their tongue knowingly, and stifle their giggle from gushing out.
Oh boy.
"You're the one who's gonna be heartless here."
Their laugh gushes out louder than ever.
"Whatever!"
They look away.
I smile knowing I made them smile.
YOU ARE READING
just smile, so I can smile
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