Few Things Left Unsaid
you knew I was with a girl earlier by my kissing style or touching stlyle.But how? If I am the first person in your life how did you know these things? I mean obviously the kiss and touches; you must have felt for the first time. Then how can you…..”
    She gave me a tough look.
     
    “Who said you are the first? I never said it jaan.”
     
    “Means, you had a relationship earlier. But you said during truth or dare. That you just love your brother. You said it right?”
     
    “Ya I said it but I had a relation earlier. When I was in junior college. It was for just 4 months. He was Christian. I never liked his family. I do not know the reason why he broke up with me. I do not care now. I love you and you are the only one for lifetime now. Love you
    I was thrashed. I was broken into pieces when I heard this. She had lied.
     
    I did not do anything different. Even I had lied. No, I did not. I just didn’t tell her I had a relationship. I never said I did not have a relationship. She did lie. She had said she was never in a relationship. Did it mean I was not the first person to touch her? Did it mean I was not the first person to slip my hand in her top or did it mean she would leave me also? Tears came in my eyes. I did not care if someone had touched her. I loved her.I loved her more than anything else. These small issues will not come in my love. However, she should have told me.
     
    “Don’t worry jaan; I will always be with you. I will never leave you” tears rolled down her eyes also.
     
    She put my head in her lap as a mother explains something to her son. She really loved me. Everyone has a past. Even she had. I had the worst possible one. I tried to think about the present and our future. I smiled at her and kissed her eyes. It was an emotional moment. But it made our relation pure. Now it was a transparent relationship. I was happy she had told me the truth. I was upset. But it’s because I couldn’t see her or even imagine her with someone else. I just loved her too much. We did not speak a word and we left just looking in each other’s eyes. Our relationship moved one-step ahead.Emotinal attachment. I still felt it was moving too rapidly. Now I couldn’t live without her. I don’t think even she could. I wanted to ask one thing but it would have made the situation worse. Even she hadn’t asked me that. I stopped myself. That question killed me from inside. She did answer it indirectly that she was not as close to him as she was to me.
     
     
    But was she really a virgin? What if she was not? Would it affect my love for her?
     
    I don’t think so. It was all about trust and feelings that we shared. It was a new world…we are now attached to each other emotionally.
     
    As I reached home I got the best possible sms for that moment. She was the best. She knew how to make me happy. She knew how to make me feel that she was always there.
     
    One message received. It was Riya.
     
    I was afraid she had sent me something that would hurt me. However, It was the most romantic sms from her which made me speechless.
     
    “ I love the way you look at me, your eyes so naughty and mischievous.
I love the way you kiss me, your lips so soft and smooth.
I love the way you make me happy, and the way you show your care for me. I love the way you say, "I Love you,"
And the way you are always there. I love the way you touch me,
always sending chills down my spine. I love that you are with me,
and glad that you are mine…I will never leave you my bacchaa…
    Does a mother ever leave her child alone? You are my cute little bachha.I am missing your touch. I am looking at the love bite in the mirror. I wish it was permenant You are very sweet. I am missing your kiss. I want to get close to you. You rock. I wonder why I met you so late. Anyways you are mine. And dare you leave me. Miss you...muuaahhh …”
     
     
    “Love you too.” I replied.
     
    She always told me to send her long sms that she could read again

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