You Think I Won't Talk?

At first, I couldn’t tell. More like... I couldn’t believe my ears.

"The song you were humming... I had not heard it before."

But as soon as I turned... And I saw the man coming closer... there was no other that could have such a nice and handsome voice other than him... Who I’ve been hating only to not feel sad.

’..... It’s good I cannot talk...’

I feel like my heart wouldn’t let a word come out even if I could.

He was already close enough. Close enough for his hand to reach mine that now was fidgeting with the other because I didn’t know what to do at his unexpected visit.

"I am sorry, my Lady..." — He said, taking my fingers in his palm, sweetly, delicately. — "I didn’t... I didn’t announce my visit... Since my anticipation took the best of me."

’ah... D*mn it... I... I left my notes with my tools...’ — Overwhelmed to feel his touch, I couldn’t take my eyes off of our hands.

And I saw it all... How as he spoke next...

"My feet took me here before I knew it..."

... His fingers intertwined with mine.

"I wanted to see you without planning, my Lady."