Two plates, two wine glasses, and a tall candle sat on the table in between the two of us. My heart melts each time she gives me that look. Her hair falls I've her face, and she has this smile... it's a mix between a shy smile, and a smirk. Her eyes, oh her eyes are filled with mystery. She is a mystery.
I reach my hand across the table, playing with the ends of her silky brown hair. She blushes, cheeks turning a light pink. I trail my hand down her arm, taking her hand in my own, giving a light squeeze. I lean forward, placing a kiss upon her hand; leaving my brick red lipstick to stain her pale skin.
"You're all I'll ever need, Natalia." I say softly, meaning every word. I give her hand one last squeeze, for reassurance before letting go; but wanting nothing more than to hold her forever.
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Sorrowful Kiss ✔
Short StoryThey are in love, but that does not necessarily mean that they know it. ©2017; astoryofanotherme
