The Desire.

It was a foggy night. The quietness resembled that of a profoundly deep well. The darkness spoke of the fright. But she wasn't scared. She never was. She sat in the warmth of her bed. She was alone, like always. The only difference this time was her intense and unpretentious desire.

It was only growing for the last few days. She hadn't a clue of what was happening to her. Neither did she want to untangle the dilemma. She didn't want to solve the puzzle. The signs had stopped following her but the world tried to caution at every step. She ignored all of it. Content, she expressed only felicity. The truth was that she was relishing this transition at its peak.

Prospering inside of her, she was falling in love with the desire. 

Fool's Paradise

"I must leave him. He can't be the one. 'Us' is not a possibility... 'Us' has no future!"

But, no.

The reason was the petite world she was living in, may be. Yet, it was her world. Her little but complete world. He made it complete.

He was addictive, like alcohol. It had no end, she knew. 'Us' was just a fantasy. But she was fanatic. Her suffering was betoken.

'Leave him, glitter' 'He's a goon!' 'You're way better' claimed everyone. But it seemed impossible. She was blinded.

"With him, every single second feels like a euphoric trance."

He had the most charming personality. His gate expressed  liveliness. He took the most smooth steps. Consistent, casual and fast - she loved the way he walked. His dazzling eyes made her heart skip a beat every time. He was so typical, yet seemed to be one of a kind. His smile was more beautiful than stargazing. She felt like melting away in his mesmerizing voice. He wasn't like just another guy for her. When in reality, he was nothing more than that.

Each and every eye contact seemed to be the end of this world. She used to forget about everything else, when it came to him. She wanted to give her whole self, her soul, her love, her everything away to him, for him. She wanted to do so much for him. She wanted to love him. Only the thought of him made her crazy, she was going insane.

His name after hers.

It made her heart pound even then, even after all those years. Mocking, her friends used to tease her with this name. She loved it. Her love for him was reaching an elevation.  She knew then, and she was certain that she could never be happier in her life, ever.

Ecstatic, she shed tears in solitude.

Unpretentious Optimism

Calming down her emotions, her fanaticism and her deadly hope had always been risksome. But keeping those wild screams, laughter and the cries only inside her head was now more difficult than ever.