Empty Lanes

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It was one of those nights when she asked him "can I please take you on a drive?"
Him, though tired, gave in for the glimmer in those orbs and smiled.
She raised excitedly and gave him her hand, which he took delightfully.

She was waiting by the car, when he appeared yawning and tossed her the keys.
She loved driving and he, well, loved watching her all elighted.

The lanes were empty, the night breez pleasant than ever, she was humming "tum mile" along the juke and the crescent above resembled her smile. All he knew in that moment was,
He loved her "so much".

Their car was parked in a corner with them sitted on the bonnet talking of everything, the World considered irrelevant.

Returning, their sides were shifted mimicking the moon. She leaned over his shoulder tangled her arm with his and he pecked her hairline.
He knew she was sleepy when she adjusted herself by the window and gazed outside.

The drive came to an end.
He shook her gently, murmuring something into her ear.
Rubbing her eyes, she smiled at him.
"Good morning" he said and gave her the balloon he got a few minutes back.
The light from the balloon shined in her eyes, immediately she kissed his cheek and the smile on his face resembled the crescent above.

They were home

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