Next time.

Next time, we will meet under the tree shade, by the river stream, hidden behind the boulders. For a moment or two, we will be hidden from the World.

Next time, when we first those forgotten parks and share our first kiss, i wont run. I will sink into your arms and feel cherished

Next time…..

When you whisper sweet nothings in my ears, i would read between the lines and flee.

Next time, when you take me to that temple and list out reasons for why we cannot be, i would heed your reasons and let you go. Never would i cry in your arms begging you to stay.

Perhaps there would be no next time

Humor me please? *winks*

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