Monday, 17 December 2018

The Chemistry between Us

Illustration by Ameya

We used to spend the night until 4 AM. The stories that we told to each other; the silliness and the happiness we shared – engraving the smile on our lips and the laugh on our face. Sometimes we just enjoyed the silence, which I was pretty sure the murmur in our heart and the thought in our mind wondering about what’s next going on?

Even when our sleepy head seduced us to leave – toward the dreaming universe which I hoped consisted of you and me, our eyes couldn’t lie and in stillness, we said: I still want to be with you, but I’m too shy to say it to you. Please stay.

Then, we continued with an indistinct conversation or some hilarious games we played it fun. Maybe it’s a waste of time, but we forgot about the time. As every moment we’re together, everything felt so damn fine, and it’s just hard to say goodbye although it only applied up to the next day.

Sometimes I spotted the same eyes on you when we wanted to point everything out. Yet honey, after all – I guessed it didn’t matter anymore. As deep down, we’ve already known. Even if it’s never spoken, what’s the point of words when our eyes have shown it all?

-The Chemistry between Us
by Lista R

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