Trix. she whispered, stroking a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

I watched, staring intently at her features as she leant in close to me. My thoughts, my mind, everything was simply silenced by her beauty. I devoted myself to every flaw, every perfection. From the singular dimple, to the light scattering of freckles across her nose and the way her bottom lip was fuller and more prominent than the upper. All these vices and indefectible elements all put together became the adulterer of all my senses. The unrelenting soldier of my soul; gathering my affections inside to keep me strong and defined in times of weakness and venerability.

I took in a shaky breath, knowing from the love in her eyes that she wasn’t having second thoughts. And just like me really did have only one other thought going round in her head, and it was exactly the same as I had.

I’ve never met anyone like you and I never want to meet anyone else like you. The only person I want is you. she said, sputtering as a mixture of laughter and tears engulfed her words.

I pulled her towards me, hugging her with every ounce of strength I had. Not wanting to crush her of course, because that would not be a good thing at all.

Youre so silly, I love you so much. I said, joining in with the female; Im laughing and crying at the same time because Im happy, not because Im criminally insane or a manic depressive. As it is quite hard to distinguish between the two.

Im sorry Trix, I just got scared that’s all. I cant believe how much of a girl Im being about this.

I laughed, pulling back. The tears rolling down her cheek collected at the end of her chin, hanging in the balance until the time would come when they would fall. I brushed these tears away with my thumb, watching as a smile curled Millies lips when my thumb passed over their sensitive surface. My hand disappeared to the back of her neck, sinking beneath the silky straightened hair which hung there.