Scent Of First Love

The rain started to drizzle.

Meanwhile she waits, with her heavy heart in her hands.

Wondering if he'll shatter it in to a million pieces or place it gently in his chest. 

She tells herself, being broken can lead to something magical.

She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and goes back to her first scent of love. 

She can't help but smile sweetly at memories of them dancing beneath the moonlight. 

When all their troubles went away like a blow in the wind. 

And the galaxies in her eyes were far more beautiful than the stars in the night sky. 

She opens her eyes and sees him.  

Author's Note

Something short and simple. I really want to make this piece longer. Let me know what you think.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

It was enchanting to read.... truly beautifully written.

[Wajiha Nayeem]

short..sweet and beautiful...i loved it!

[Surya]

Short but so sweet....being broken sometimes leads to something magical....but samething love can do so....
I loved it...:)