She was bawling in pain with every stroke she does on those piano keys. Her shoulders were shuddering, her voice was trembling as she sang those lyrics with great torture. I was ambivalent of what really was happening? I was lost but one thing's for sure that the melody was a play of lament. I can't bare the sight, her haunting voice seems screaming in agony. It is shattering me to pieces.
The next thing I knew was my hands are already cupping her soft cheeks. There was a flush of anguish suppressed by questions in those teary vulnerable orbs and I took that moment to feel her pink swollen lips. The taste was enigmatic! The hesitation in those lips were drowned out as I feel it passionately responding to mine. I close my eyes to feel more. Damn it was cosmic, I wrapped my arms around her sultry neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss and she let's out a quiet moan.
She pulled herself away from me. Confusion was all over those sad eyes. I pulled her to feel her lips once again. I don't know her, but I'm all willing to break myself just to bind her. I don't know her, but I'm all willing to tear myself apart just to watch the pain melt in her emerald eyes...