It was a pleasant evening in the month of December. The breeze was rushing my face. I was reading the bestseller of the month. I was sitting in my balcony. The words appeared blurry. I was on the verge of sleeping, eyes were about to shut down for the day. Then I felt a sudden touch on my back, When I turned back, I found nothing. I felt a weight on my lap, When I turned slowly, she was sitting on my lap. She grabbed the book immediately from my hands. She slowly ran her fingers over my face, grabbed the spectacles which I was wearing and mimicked my style of reading. When I was dull, she rubbed her cheeks with mine, she knows that her touch comforts me much. She laid her heads over my chest. We both looked at the stars for a while. She counted the stars in the sky, while I was watching the gleaming face of hers. After a while, she started to recite the book for me. I closed my eyes, stretched back a bit. She hooked my hands tight. while she was reading, I pressed her hands against my lips. She had great pronunciation. I loved the way she expressed the story. After a while, she fell asleep. I took the book slowly from the hand so that her sleep isn't disturbed. Her head was on my chest. Our hands still hooked tight. That day the sky becomes our blankets and my chest was her pillow. She still said love you even in sleep. I gifted a forehead kiss as she looked adorable that night. Her eyes were little and cute. I could not resist myself from adoring her beauty. I wish she would flip the bad pages of my life the same way she flipped the book.
Dedicated to all the book lovers.
