amare_writes
I love watching you.
When you cry, the tip of your nose turns the softest shade of pink.
I could spend hours just looking at you.
And when you smile...
No.
You don't smile with your lips when you're with me.
You smile with your eyes.
My cinnamon-skinned girl always says,
"I'm not even that dark, okay? You're just ridiculously fair!"
I waited for you every single day.
When I tell her that, she simply laughs.
"Well... I'm here now, aren't I? You're so dramatic."
Then she says,
"I don't want you calling me 'Sudu.' And don't expect me to call you that either."
So I ask,
"Why?"
That's just the way she is.
"Two worlds. Two hearts. A love that was never meant to exist. Between wealth and hardship... between loyalty and desire... what happens between us?"
"Is a human life worth sacrificing for power... and protection?"
Disclaimer
All characters, places, organizations, and events in this story are works of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental.