We spent an entire quiet minute staring at each other's eyes, the setting sun veiled through the window that made his deep black eye change into a wonderful hint of brown. The curtains from the window were flowing from the wind that it lightly caresses both our arms since we are standing next to the open window. If I would say, this moment is identical to the scenes I see in dramas, two people inside an empty art room filled with the tangy smell of different kinds of acrylics.
"Umm," I muttered, eyes still locked on his since it was really alluring and mesmerizing. "I don't know what to say,"
He smiled and tilted his head to the side, "That is okay, you don't have to say anything to me. Just know that I will always be here for you."
What he said made my eyes finally escape his gaze and
