VIII. HER THOUGHTS

"How Their Love Grew":

The entire week was amazing. She's never been cliched with anyone but him. She loved it how he would be all cute over her; how he would express his feelings, how he would be loved being pampered by her.

"Sukoon! I really miss you! I'm sorry I hope I'm not spoiling your trip by saying all this", said she.

"You aren't. If anything. You've been making it better", he firmly said.

Their endless conversations about anything and everything would go on. They never were bored talking to each other and always had enough to talk bout anything.
He went on about how his trip was going.

"Got this sketch from a street artist today. We have no art in our house. I used to have car posters. Then dad asked us to remove it; Act like adults. So I think this will be a good start", he spoke like a little dreamy child.

"Whoa. I love sketching, that sketch is beautiful!", she exclaimed.

"Really? You should show me some of your Sketches. I suck at drawing too", he face palmed.

"You can't sing. You can't dance. You can't draw. Why am I stuck with you!! Hayeeee Hayeeee", she teased.

"It's okay. Even though I don't know all those things. I know how to care. How to love. How to make you happy and keep you smiling", he just mummed her.

"Oh Sukoon! And that's enough for me. You can always make my mood happy", she couldn't be loved less.

This was a beautiful phase in their lives. They would always think why didn't they meet each other before and wasted their times with the other people. They cherished what they had. They could never have enough of each other.
But will this last? Will this ever fade away or will it get stronger?




...to be continued

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