Kindan

"People usually find me dull and boring, you know" she said, blowing air into her palms. The winds only seemed to be getting chillier as we sat beside each other; it was getting cold.

My head found a place on her shoulder, breathing in a sense of comfort as our bodies exchanged each other's warmth. "I think. . . I don't really mind this boring."

It was hard to hide the small smile that came wrapped with my words. I heard her chuckle. And with a shake of her head, she was blowing air inton her palms again.

"That's a first."

"Is it really though?" I raised my head, squinting my eyes at her. She halted, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "Sometimes it all feels like a dream", she murmured, her grey eyes lazily glazing over to mine.

"You, me . . . us"