The whispers of the wind, the crashing of the waves, and the soft strum of his guitar are all I can hear.
How can you do it, love?
My mind and heart are in chaos but somehow, you can make it at ease. All I have is problems and flaws but you are looking at me like I am a very beautiful masterpiece.
Beautiful girl, wherever you are
I knew that I saw you, you had opened the door
I knew that I’d love again after a long long while
I’d love again
I smiled while looking at him so engrossed in playing the guitar, singing while looking at me.
“What’s with the stare?” I asked.
“What kind of stare, love?” he asked back.
“A kind of stare that says ‘you mean the world to me’,” I said.
He smiled and automatically, my fragile heart fluttered. “Well, you mean the world to me. But of course, you are my world. " and winked. What he have said made my cheeks burn, again.
“You know, I can’t stay with you for a long time,” I smiled sadly. Lips quivering while keeping myself together.
He faintly smiled and held my paper white hands. “Can’t you stay, Amaya? Stay for a while.”
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Stay for a While
General FictionHow can I live when I'm already tired of living? How can I hold on when in the first place I already let go? How can I stay when all I want is to go? You told me that there are so many reasons to stay but I guess those reasons are not enough. Starte...
