He kissed my forehead. Our eyes met. My fingers linger through his strong figured face. His naturally well shaped brows. His lil goatee which he kept once I told him how crazy I am over guy with goatee. His stubborn chin. His thin nicotined lips. His lil scar on his right cheekbone. His high cheekbone. Gosh. How could I am not love this man?
Then I ask him, "Do you really loves me? "
He smirk and pretend sleeping.
His reactions broke my heart.
But then he hold my hand and brought it to his chest. Still. His heart. Still. Back to his chest and then to his lips. Still. He kissed my fingers.
Only then I knew.
His love is beyond words.
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