defining love...

She is getting comfortable.
She is getting comfortable in those arms a little too much. For the first time, she is not afraid. She is not afraid of herself, not afraid of people around her and not afraid of the future. Come what may. Now she does not care… and why should she? She have felt the touch—that caring tender touch and will give up anything for it. She knows it is worth all.

She is glad that he is sincere. For the first time, She has known that he cares— she has felt it (She won’t complain/taunt anymore *smiles*). She is glad that she can hear it in his words and see it in his eyes. She is glad it is him. She will never have any regrets. She is glad it is him that she has shared herself with.

She is beautiful and he is handsome. These past few days have reminded her of why she fell in love with him in the first place. These days, after a long time, he is reminding her of the man who depicts wonderful manners and a strong character. The man who is full of life… who is generous at heart and who doesn’t give up even when life shows less hope. True, some mistakes have been made. Some harsh words were said and some things weren’t avoided. But, she still believes there was nothing that is not amendable. He is the man whose smile makes her heart skip a beat. The man, she has loved. The man she is proud to love.

She says...
"Do not worry, my darling, I do not ask anything in return. I do not wish to cause you any harm or distress, for I am just living a dream. I am living this wonderful dream, which, I know has to come to an end sooner or later. I hope we both cherish the memories if and when it is over...."


-omi