just in whispers

Some love happens too fast to be deemed true. Some love fades away so swiftly that it doesn't approve to be grasped as a memory. Some love is enormous it calls to be screamed.

Then there's my love for you that is the same yet different.

A love so forbidden I could only appreciate it through deep breaths and closed eyes. A love that should be hidden because it existed at the same time when a timeworn affection pleads to come back to my life. A love that humbly appeals to be heard as blurs-making me settle to tell the world...even just in whispers.

Updates every Saturday at 5:30 PM GMT+8. Welcome to the story of a fleeting love.