I see him and his ruffled hair, his shirt is unbuttoned, I look at him salaciously right from his melancholic eyes, to his lips and down to his neck around his collar, unbuttoned shirt, and right down the third button where I can’t see any skin. He is immersed in the taste of my wine looking at the picture hung on the wall.
YES! This was my First time, I was really very nervous, I turned almost red when I saw him and we began our conversation, He was all Clean, Polite, Genuine and good smelling.
And then there was that movie the one playing softly in the background while something far more intense unfolded beside me. You barely looked at the screen. Not once, I think. It was as if sitting that close to me had undone something in you. Your hand found mine almost instinctively, fingers tightening like you were afraid I might slip away in the dark. You shifted closer, slowly, until the space between us disappeared, your head resting against my shoulder—not casually, but like you needed that closeness to breathe. There was a quiet urgency in you, in the way you stayed there, in the way your touch lingered just a second longer than necessary. The world around us faded into noise, the film into nothingness… because for you, in that moment, being near me wasn’t enough you wanted to stay there, pressed into me, as if distance itself had become unbearable.
Can we fall in love again, I think about last night when I moved my hand over my lips, imagining being kissed by you. My fingers glide down my neck, over my collarbones, and to my breasts. I wonder how it would feel to have your hands hold me, to feel your lips on mine, on my ears, neck, and breasts, to have you breathing on me, kissing me, and pull me closer.
I look towards the bed lit up early morning sunshine, and my 1.5-year-old kid is laughing heartily, eyes are closed, and newly popped up little from teeth showing. I wonder what he sees in dreams, his facial expressions so real, and just as I pull out the camera to capture this moment, his laugh fades.
The warm music inside is making the evening lovelier and as the sun is about to set the captivating hues and tints of rainbow colors are spread across the sky, people are coming in and going, chit-chatter grows and we leave the cafe to take a stroll in the garden, I see the shimmering lights and the light colored atmosphere blue sky, I see people so happy around me, I walk with Rohan, and it seems like our talks are neverending, our laughter, giggles and delightful evening, I wish it to never end, and I want to do so much, but at that instant that was enough.
If someone asked me what would be one thing that I would do If I could go back in time, I would always go back to you and live all those years again with you
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Why won’t I have a second child?
A love letter after a very long time. Celebrating the month I found you.
