❤️Small sketch with Ram's thoughts at the time of Priya's rescue and confession.💓
When I realized that she was going down, that I could lose her. Something inside broke, as if I was on fire and immediately dive into the icy depths, not knowing how it would end.
Her hand in mine, body over the cliff, eyes begging for help, trusting and holding something else I don't know about.
Can't see her weak. I so want to hear that she grumbles, scolds me for my carelessness on the road.
But I hear only the movement of the cart along the road. Priya's breathing is so weak I can't hear it. I'm scared, I'm very scared, but I remembered that a little earlier I shouted: "I can't live without you! I love you!"
I have no doubt that this is so. Without Priya I can't breathe anymore, her absence makes me dead. If I don't save her, I'll go to another world, to the next life, anywhere, after her.
I won't be able to say when I fell in love with her. But now she is a part of me.
When I breathe, she is in me, when I speak, she answers, even if she is at home and I am in the office, at a meeting, when I eat, I feel her loving hand in my food, when I drink, I automatically want to share a sip with her. When I think, she hears me. When my heart beats - it freezes, and then beats back to the rhythm.
Now I don’t feel sorry for my whole life, if only she would return, let her scold me as much as she wants, after that I will say some other nonsense, a smile will appear on her face, and then laughter.
God, how did you make her like this? Strong as a diamond, but delicate as the petal of her favorite roses. Never met a woman like her. I know I didn't deserve it, but I beg you, God, don't take it away.
I need to be with her, protect, protect, give everything that she deserves. And love, love so that she drowns with me, in this love, so that she can breathe deeply, but hold her breath and jump into the oceanic stream of my love.
I don't have the courage to hide it for long. Especially now I was once again convinced of how short life can be.
Please come back to me, Priya, you must experience my love, how deep it has grown into me, how deep you are, every manifestation of you is imprinted in me.
In the same way, I want to be imprinted in you, in all the ways that earthly and unearthly existence allows. For this and more, I will bring you back, my love. I need to know what's hidden in your eyes.