So, we are going to meet finally..
But "where is he?"I thought , frowning i took a seat at the nearest table by the window. It's been 15 minutes, as I begin to think that he has ditched me I heard the bell ring as someone entered the cafe.
There he is .
Damn i feel like I'm not breathing, he looks so fine and delicious in that ripped blue jean and black shirt.
Oops ! No dirty thoughts,
you are meeting him for the first time so act like it.

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To him ,
I was just a chase he wanted to win.
To me,
He was the end point , nothing beyond him.

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Every time he is around
my heart thumps wildly in my chest ,
His laugh always brought
butterflies of excitement
in my stomach,
And the way he takes control
of my body without even knowing
it sent sparks in my heart and soul.

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I thought I’m moving on from the things
That made me cry and led to
many sleepless nights
but sometimes I still think would I ever be enough?
Enough to love
Enough to think about at day and night
Enough to cry for
Enough to cherish
Enough to stop someone
in the middle of their rambling
and be admired at
Would I ?
So many questions
And no one to answer them for me.

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She tugged on his sleeves while looking up at the dark sky.

“hey, look!” she shouted in glee, he jerked his face up to see a small
droplet of water landing on her nose, making her look cute. Seeing her
excited about rain, a deep ache bloomed in his chest, not sure what it
is about her that always fascinated him. She is so innocent and pure.
He looked in awe as
she started jumping around in the now small puddles of water. If it was
any other person he would
have cringed away but it’s her.
Everything about her is beautiful
even if she chose to ignore that.

He came down to earth with a jerk
when she pressed her wet cold hands
on his warm cheeks and stood on her tiptoes, her head tilted up
until her lips were just inches away. He put his arms around her waist,
her breath ghosting over his lips then just
as he was about to
pull her closer to him,
she shivered and jerked
away from him laughing
at his pouty expression.

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