Closer To.you Closer To Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How could anyone throw this gold mine away? “I chose you, Matteo,” I murmured. “You’re mine, and I’m never letting go.” His eyes searched mine. “Promise?” “Promise,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “You’re stuck with me forever.” He smiled. “Good. ’Cause I like your hugs better.” I pulled him close, my arms wrapping around him as if I could shield him from every Alexa in the world. “I like yours better, too,” I murmured.

Just a simple one. I stepped closer instead of pulling away, closing the distance between us completely.

My feelings towards the blossom. My desiccated heart is expecting a drop of love. I can still hear the captured sound of our old picture. You and I only can be We. All the memories rushed into her mind. The way they used to hang out, play together. How they worked together and how he protected her. Tears broke into her eyes. I was ashamed of myself, but you held my soul up. Oo, ho,oo So take my hand and create our path towards one another. You and I only can be We oooo, hooo, ooo

The sound of the sea was muted. Everything around us became blurry. But he was standing there. In front of me, very very clearly. It's as if he's the only one I can see. No. He's indeed the only one I see. He was also staring back at me. His eyes fell down from my eyes to my lips. Suddenly, the distance between us feels so offending. It's as if that small distance takes him away from me. So I move a step closer. His eyes got darker. But I took another step closer.

Kira Closer…. So close— I could feel the vibration, the hum of it– But the vibration of the object I wasn’t holding pulled me thoughts away and distracting me away from the brink. Goddess damnit! No. I was too close. I slammed my free hand towards the object and silenced it, desperating clinging to the release that was now slipping through my fingers– I pushed the other vibration deeper within me, pushing against my clit to the point where pleasure and pain were one in the same. So close–so close I—

"And give you this..as the token of my love.You are the rightful owner of this image of yours. “ Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.” ********************************************** ~~Shrinkhla Singh😃😃😃

he said. “I don’t think at all, actually,” I snapped. “I panic. There’s a difference.” His eyes lingered on mine for a moment longer than necessary before he finally shifted back slightly, releasing the pressure but not stepping away. “Our bond will grow if we are close enough,” he said simply. “It stabilizes through proximity. Shared presence. Familiarity.” I blinked. “That’s it?” “Yes.” I narrowed my eyes. “So there’s no… whatever nonsense you implied downstairs?”

It was the simplest one. It was also the one that cost me the most to say plainly, not because it was difficult to articulate, but because of what it meant, and what it didn't mean, and the precise tightrope of saying stay close to me to this particular woman without it carrying more weight than she was ready for. She was quiet for a moment. "Define close," she said. "Within arm's reach where possible," I said. "Inside the compound that's flexible, the buildings are safe, the people are vetted. The outer grounds, particularly tonight, I'd like you to be visible to me."

Why in the world everything has to come in front of him again when he's about to move on, trying his best to stay away from it. Only the ones who've been ever in love can understand the torture, one has to go through. Being apart from the person yet encaged in their memories. Closest to them in their dreams yet far away in reality. The urge to feel them beside yourself and touch them with your bare hands so you can make love to them. When staying apart becomes difficult, and you don't find any reason to divert your mind. Everything becomes difficult and you keep running back to that person regardless of thought that if he values you as much or not. When your heart starts to ache, and eyes st

"I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not surrounded by hypocrites, as you say" Esteban says and I feel his breath hit my face as we are face to face and very close. Too close. And worst of all, I don't remember when he got so close to me.