Faye
I was lost in my world, moving in harmony to the music to dwell in that sound and leave the pressure my heart feels whenever he is with me. Why does he tags along when he has no interest? Literally razing his and other’s moods. His very presence holds an agonizing ache I tend to neglect but it is immense and he increases it by tagging along.
I would have enjoyed myself alone in the exquisite night but now, he loves ruining my moments.
I was dancing, not paying heed to anything else, forgetting about the incompleteness of grief but sensed someone near me to the extent his heat surged in me.
Gradually faltering my movements, I stopped and opened my eyes, arching a brow at him right in front of me with hands approaching me. Anxious, my shoulder tensed as there was no space, pushing u
