Sunday, June 28, 2020

Tiny tales 3

And there they were lost in each other's world not knowing what will come next.
She had finally found herself in his eyes, slowly drowning in the words that flowed,
while time stood still bearing witness to their love.
All that was between them were those little cups of tea, whose only work was to bring them together.
Tea was becoming cold but not the warmth of their love,
His eyes which were waiting to see her for so long were still searching answers staring at her lovely smile.
He was waiting for her to confess, waiting to know if she felt the same rush of emotions and love which made him dream about her every night.
For her, it was the moment she had wished for but still hesitant to use the three little words.
As their hands searched for the tea cups on table, they instead found each other.
And as they met, both found the answer to their questions, only this time, in their silence those three little words were spoken!

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