As the curtains of the room were drawn, the morning sun rays filled her room with light. She woke up quickly to freshen up. The girl had worn her not much selective dress. She sat in front of her dressing table. And her hands moved in her hair locks while she saw herself in the mirror.
She didn’t look pretty beautiful. It was a simple reflection of an ordinary girl.
She gazed at her tired looking eyes, which seem to have cried throughout the night at her lost life. The pair of brown fantasizing eyes was sad as they had witnessed their every dream breaking down.
She then stared down at her smiling lips, making her surprised in her complete attire.
Her mind questioned her fictional joy curve in the harsh realities of life. She heard her heart answering his name as the only reason.
The mentioning of his name and she could sense her breathing go slow.
He was that part of her life, which was not life but love. The tiny piece she could define as happiness in her life that helped her swallow the remaining bigger portion of her dull living.
She stood up to pick her bag kept on the bed. Her instant careless move led to a sharp twist and ache in her ankle. Out of pain, her hand mechanically tightened her hold on the bedside and her eyes shut. The closed eyes, recalled how his arms had held her tightly saving her from falling down the other day.
She felt mesmerized thinking how he had been admiringly caring for her. Every time her life made her loose her balance; His presence, his touch, his hold, his every memory was her strength.
She slowly turned around seeking support of wall, staring one last time at herself in the mirror. Her face in the reflection told her how she was unsure about life yet sure enough to believe on his love.
His love didn’t utter these words but she knew it wanted to express; her life can make her lose but won’t be able to win over her until she has his love with her.
As she walked out and felt the heat on her skin, her eyes looked up. The pair of eyes reflexively closed sharply, not being able to open and gaze at sun. The sweat forming up on her skin told her the day was going to be warm and harsh. But next instant, her stressful eyes calmed down as her lips again smiled beautifully remembering how he had promised this day he will not let her be alone.
‘I will come to not to be with you, but to have you with me.’ He had said when she denied him to meet her today.
She knew life would change seasons and might harm her but his love will protect her in every season.
She decided to not stop but step out in the traffic and noise. She was amazed how love can create power within her.
Her books read you’d been shadow kissed if you are supposed dead and brought back to life by someone. It awakens your soul more powerfully. Her thoughts were intervened as she saw him waving at the other side of road. He glanced exchanging a smile at her. She too smiled a little more.
She kept watching him all the while crossing the path to reach her, and as she saw him standing closer to her, she could not stop herself from gazing.
He knew she wasn’t gazing at him, but at her reflection in his eyes. He smirked. She blushed silly; feeling like shadow kissed by love of her gorgeous man- Him!