The Last Day ✔
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That day... 11 July, 2012 we had just walked out from the farewell party after setting the stage on fire with our sizzling hot dance. We knew it was last time we were going to see each other, meet each other, be with each other like this holding hands. Hence, we had decided to spend these moments alone.. Just us. We had walked down the lane for almost half an hour and reached in our usual place of meeting, the park. I stopped as I felt a tug on my fingers and turned around to see Mac had stopped walking and was gazing at me with love, care and concern. My eyes had teared up just as the fact hit me that it was the last time I was witnessing his love for me. I knew he hated seeing tears in my eyes but I just couldn't stop them wanting to let them flow and be consoled by him. Mac's eyes too had teared up and he took a step closer to me. Cupping my face, he made me look at him into his eyes. I could sense his unasked question and as if answering him, I closed my eyes and took a step forward too. Tilting his head a bit, he leaned forward and all I could feel was the touch of his warm lips over my cold ones. My arms snacked around his nape as I tried bringing him too close to me as if to never part. He caressed and molded my lips transferring my cherry lip gloss to his lips and his right arm slid towards my waist bringing me closer to him if it was possible. It was the need to breathe that made us reluctantly move apart as we stood there with closed eyes and our foreheads touching gasping for air.
Tears flowed down my cheeks as I had hugged him tightly murmuring, "I won't be able to live without you Mac"
Once again he had consoled me saying, "Shh.. Ela pls don't cry... I am not going away from you. I am right here with you.. Always in your heart... Just close your eyes whenever you miss me and I'll always be there in front of you sweetheart"