"Ummm... I like you," she said,
her voice a trembling whisper.
Beads of sweat glistened on her brow,
breath uneven,
her heart pounding like fragile thunder.
She stood in quiet stillness,
anticipation pooling in her eyes,
her gaze fixed,
And then, I felt it
a rush of warmth blooming in my chest,
nerves tangling with wonder,
as if her words were rewriting my very being.
For a moment, time stood still
and that was when
I felt spring in the winter.
Dec 9, 2024
Dec 9, 2024 at 2:50 PM UTC
"Ummm... I like you," she said,
her voice a trembling whisper.
Beads of sweat glistened on her brow,
breath uneven,
her heart pounding like fragile thunder.
She stood in quiet stillness,
anticipation pooling in her eyes,
her gaze fixed,
And then, I felt it
a rush of warmth blooming in my chest,
nerves tangling with wonder,
as if her words were rewriting my very being.
For a moment, time stood still
and that was when
I felt spring in the winter.
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