Laying in the strong arms of my lover, he secures me. I behold his deep brown eyes gazing lovingly into mine, searching for my thoughts as if he could read them because he started to smile. I have wild imaginations, and I thought of us having a baby one day. I trace the inner corners of his mouth and his tender lips catch hold of my small fingers. He would not let go of me now. I was his and I know that he was mine too.
"Sayang," he breathes. His lips grazes my cheeks.
"Yea......?"
"I don't want to sound corny now, but I think you're the most beautiful person to me"
I laughed. (CORNY? WOMEN DIE TO HEAR THAT, dummy)
"Why would that sound corny? It's as long you're sincere about it."
He laughed too.
"I mean it, " he said.
It’s seriously appetizing! yum :)
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4 comments:
WHAT IS THIS WOMAN!!
you have to tell me!!!
THIS IS CALLED FICTIONAL STORY. I WRITE.
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potong stim!
sayang... ahhh.. that's what we call each other.. not "u and me" we ar... lol. but i relate to this post!!! *swoons* lol
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