His hands grasped me firmly again, and I felt his heartbeat, breath, scent, and warmth. In that instant, I sensed his love, and my own feelings began to unfold. I felt myself falling, falling for him. Love seized my heart, squeezing it gently, making my breathing hitch. Tears welled up in my eyes as my mind reveled in happiness.
My gaze locked onto his, and I saw a vision of a white flower reflected back at me - a symbol of something I had longed for, something I had wished for. "Can you gift me a bouquet of white lilies?" I had asked him just a few days ago, on a night much like this.
He pressed his lips to my forehead, eyes, cheeks, and chin, just below my thin lower lip. He hugged me again, and I held him closer. "I wish this night could last a bit longer," he whispered, not wanting the moment to end.
I buried my face between his neck and shoulder, inhaling his scent. The sky was still dark, the moon bright, and the stars twinkled shyly, as if witnessing our intimate moment.
"Forever?" something within us echoed in a question. "Forever is a myth," both of our hearts whispered. We knew that our love was fleeting, a momentary escape from the reality that awaited us.
The night stretched out before us like an endless canvas, but our love was just a temporary sketch, a fleeting moment of beauty in an otherwise uncertain world.
I saw a lily out there again, a symbol of my longing, it was already blooming, its beauty burning in that certain moment, carrying our love. Our hearts bloomed, though it's for a moment.
~ Jaanu
My gaze locked onto his, and I saw a vision of a white flower reflected back at me - a symbol of something I had longed for, something I had wished for. "Can you gift me a bouquet of white lilies?" I had asked him just a few days ago, on a night much like this.
He pressed his lips to my forehead, eyes, cheeks, and chin, just below my thin lower lip. He hugged me again, and I held him closer. "I wish this night could last a bit longer," he whispered, not wanting the moment to end.
I buried my face between his neck and shoulder, inhaling his scent. The sky was still dark, the moon bright, and the stars twinkled shyly, as if witnessing our intimate moment.
"Forever?" something within us echoed in a question. "Forever is a myth," both of our hearts whispered. We knew that our love was fleeting, a momentary escape from the reality that awaited us.
The night stretched out before us like an endless canvas, but our love was just a temporary sketch, a fleeting moment of beauty in an otherwise uncertain world.
I saw a lily out there again, a symbol of my longing, it was already blooming, its beauty burning in that certain moment, carrying our love. Our hearts bloomed, though it's for a moment.
~ Jaanu
