She holds your hand; she drops her head on ya shoulder when you sit by her. She even holds ya arm when she walks beside you, talking about how happy she is... When she is, it sends your heart reeling with pleasure- a bliss tinged with calmness. You see her playing away, and you just gaze at her with a stillness that's stirs your heart. While you travel alone, you suddenly see her walking with a different set of folks around, but as your curiosity slowly turns into an apprehension, you acknowledge with an embarrassment, that it is not her but someone else with a grace that very much belongs to her.
Close enough experience that one can assume you found someone interesting! Blimey!
ReplyDeletei can write from a past Imagination!!!
ReplyDeletehmmm... who is that little girl troublin ma brother??
ReplyDeleteUr elder sis Bro :P
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