Wednesday, 13 April 2011

What we crave to know

She stood next to him, unable to understand his thoughts and feelings. Knowing what he felt was the one thing that would best satisfy her. Reading thoughts was the power she craved for. Just to be at peace with herself.

He gazed into her eyes with a deep dark stare that ran a shiver down her spine. Immobile for a while, he stood there not saying a word. Thoughts rushing in and out of him. Emotions running wild in him.

None of them wanted to accept the reality of the situation they were in. His dark eyes remained stationed on hers. From her features to her facial structure, all was posted on the inside of his now closed eyelids.

How could he allow himself to be in this situation with her? Why would he do this?
This unspeakable deed.............

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