All About Her
He sat at the windowsill, gazing outside as the moon shone bright. For the rush he was feeling, needed the calm. If only. His heart was racing, like it never did. His mind came at a halt at her, for everything he did, reminds him of her.
His eyes went close so delicately, as he tried to capture the essence of those beautiful big brown enchanting pair of eyes, for he failed miserably whenever he looked at them, getting lost in them yet again. His heart ached, it pained, a delightful pain, a painstaking relief, a soothing calm to his rushed and unknown feelings. His heart started to beat crazily fast and soothingly slow, as his heart defines all about her.
Her eyelashes, which flutter when she's nervous, guarding her orbs beautifully. Those orbs which make him drown in a river of crazy emotions. Those orbs in which he wants to stare forever. Those orbs which sear his heart. Those orbs which give him that calm. His heart leaped, his breaths became heavier as a whispering sigh left his mouth, drowning in the thoughts about her.
His face relaxed, his features mellowed down as he tried to reminisce her elegance. Tried to absorb that surrealism he felt around him whenever he looks at the charm her face reflects. Her face which spoke of uncomprehending emotions in his heart. The face which never leaves his mind, soul and heart. The face which enchants him to come more closer to her, touch her, to feel her delicate skin for just once. That face which gives him sleepless nights, drowning in a pool of emotions. He tried to steady those racing heartbeats, as a small hint of a smile started being crept up at the corner of his mouth, tugged there, never wanting to lose the sight of that face, while thinking about her.
His breaths intensified at every little thing she does and every little thing she doesn't. Every smile she gives every laugh she beholds. Every flutter of her eyes, every glance of her. Every ruffle of her hairs, every single time she pulls back behind. Every word of her, every silence of her. Every single stare she gives, every single time she looks away. Every loss of a heartbeat when she comes closer, every breath heaved when she is around. Every word spoken, every word unspoken. Every feeling she gives, just by thinking about her.
His heart raged at every single time she touched, every time he tried to touch. The long to hold her close to him, closer to him. The long to graze those fine lines of her face. The long to push back those tendrils, blowing his mind away. The urge to hold her face, never wanting to leave. The desire to hold her, to make her his. The desire to make her long for him. The desire to have her with him for now and forever. The desire to be with her and be all about her.
His eyes tensed, his heart wrenched, his body stiffened as he recalled all the moments he had with her. All those moments when he hurt her, intentionally and unintentionally. The moments when he saw her torn apart. The moments when she tore him apart. The moments where her heart ached and the moments which made his heart ache while seeing her. The moments when he saw her alone and the moments which made him alone. The moments where he thought he could hurt her and the moments when he felt he couldn't. The moments where he where he succeeded in hurting her and the moments where he felt defeated in hurting her. The moments when he became agitated seeing her winning face and the moments where his heart, in some corner, felt with her. His eyes started to well up unknowingly, as a lone tear fell from the corner of his closed eye.
He felt a rush of feelings in his heart, as his heart became heavy with this unknown sorrow he felt. An unknown pain to be not close to her. An unknown longing to be with her. An indescribable pain he felt when he see those eyes tearing up. An unknown fear of not letting her go. An unknown desperation to not let go of her. An unknown feeling of being closely bound with her. An unknown longing to hold her close forever. An undeniable yearning to make her his and to be hers. He felt a soft gasp leaving his mouth at the thought of being with her.
He found himself with a new found feeling of an undeniable pleasure as he involuntarily stretched his hand to touch her, like she is going away from him. He felt her eyebrows furrowed and tensed at the thought of being far away from her. A sudden pain was dwelling up in his heart, more intense, more hurtful, as he thought of her being with someone who is not him. His features sharpened, his jaw line became tight, his palms fisted, his neckline throbbed with a sudden anger that took place in his heart. And angst so powerful that it was tearing him apart from within. A feeling so intense that it was burning his self from within. As he wasn't able to comprehend what these feelings were doing to him whenever he thinks about her.
He feels himself at peace when he was with her, near her, closer to her. He feels himself at peace when those eyes searched and stopped at her. He feels himself at peace when they seem to ask something from him. He feels himself at peace when he knows the answers to them. He feels at peace when she is the only one he thinks. He feels at peace when he thinks all about her.
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And I, will stumble and fall..
I'm still learning to love,
Just starting to crawl.
And I will swallow my pride..
You're the one that I love,
And I'm saying goodbye.
Say something, I'm giving up on you...
And thats all people! These last lines are from a song which I really really love. Its so touching ❤️
Thank you for reading! :D
Kumkum Bhagya
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