Friday, May 11, 2007

.: Forever Love :.

They sat down on the swing together. Her hand entwined with his. She leaned against his chest, so close, that she could hear his heart beat.

Her left hand carefully placed on his right shoulder. She took a deep breath.

The smell of his cologne. So warm, so comforting, and yet, so refreshing.

He tilted his bead down and looked at her. He caught the smell of her freshly shampooed hair. He moved his lips to her forehead and kissed it tenderly.

She looked up at him with twinkles in her eyes and gave him a big smile.
“It means you'll take care of me, right? It's a I-will-take-care-of-you-kiss right?”

He smiled back, using his forefinger to gently touch the tip of her nose. Her expression reminds him of that of a little girl. The same little girl that he fell in love with a year ago. The same little girl that he will always love.

“My dear” he whispered into her ears “I will take care of you for the next fifty years to come.”

She closed her eyes and nod her head.

And they both stayed silent.

They remained that way till the sun set and the skies turned to hues of dark orange.

He lifted his right hand, reached out for her stray hair and tucked them neatly behind her ears. He broke the silence between them.

“Dear, we should head in now. It's getting late.”

She remained stoned from where she was, still staring straight ahead of her.

He didn't move.

Five minutes passed. They were still sitting on that old swing. Still holding each others' hands.

“Dear” she said as she looked up to him, smiling, giving a gentle squeeze on his hands,

“I love you.”

“I love you too my dear" he says as he leaned closer to her and kissed her forehead twice.

“Happy anniversary!"

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