Akira
The next morning when I wake up from a sweet slumber, I find Romero clinging to me. His hold is tight enough for our naked bodies to squashed together in most intimate way I know. His face in between crook of my neck, his favourite position for he likes to feel my pulse, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist and his legs tangled with mine.
A giddy smile forms on my lips.
It feels like I'm always smiling these days. I realise that after so many struggles I am finally happy. Before I could revel in the fact another realisation seizes me, Darkness lies just after the light and vice versa.
A disturbing question unfolds itself, how longer this light would last before darkness rise to shadow it?
Goodness no!
My heartbeat quickens and smile disappears somewhere in my distress as pr
