He held her close enough to feel her breath.
"Are we always gonna be this close ? "
"You doubt ?! " , he inquired.
"Yes, I hear it often that love fades away after marriage ", a low sound.
He pushed his hands a little inside her tee grabbing that waist tighter turning their position upside down.
"Okk..so my baby thinks its not gonna be same, right ? So, we are not going to marry.
"What ? Why ? You know that I have been dreaming for this day ?"
"And I have been dreaming to love you everyday..."
A moment of silence.
" Change is the property of time, but I will stop this time if it can't make me love you enough. I won't marry you to love you. We'll still have our dates. We'll still have our corner bedroom seat , you sitting in my lap and me reading you your favourite novel. I'll still tease you while cooking unable to stop my fingers running over your soft body. We'll still make out love after some aggressive arguments. Yes, love will fade but to colour itself new. I'll show you the new colours of love. And I'll will love you to the day your skin turns loose.You'll have no more those all 32 gleaming teeth. When you'll hold my shoulder to walk. My most beautiful and constant love."
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