In the mirror of the moonlight
“Philip, I’ve something to tell you.
Do you remember first time when we met at Satis house, I warned you about me. I admitted, as though I was boasting of myself that I was without feelings, emotions, I was so cold, a girl without a heart. In spite of my confession, you didn’t believe me, you never did.”
She smiled at me and a tear fell down on her cheeck, it shone in the pale mirror of moonlight.
Her voice was plenty of emotions, crying her thoughts:
“I just mistook, I still can’t forgive myself for this. I lay to you, and to myself althought I knew that you loved me as I..”
“Maybe it was only a mistake.. I should go”.
“Please, I beg you Estella, don’t go away, stay here. I miss you.”
I softly rose her chin, caressing her gramorous puss, and dried the tear. I was there, staring back at her, closer to her. I took her hand, helding it with frailty, and I put it on my heart. A heartbeating heart full of love, her presence, thoughts, fellings, images, full of her piece of world.
“I love you Estella” I added. “I always prayed for this moment, since I have meet you.”
“I love you too Pip. I’ve always been in love with you”. She lovely replied.
She plugged herself in my embrance. With cuddle I pulled aside her face, while she was turning down her look, I bent upon her mouth and kissed her tremble lips. It was an awesome honey kiss.
She broke loose full of happyness and sweetly whispered:
“But promise me, You’ll never leave me.”
“I promise you. Forever, mine.” I smiled to her, to the world that has done all this bad to us, as it done wright.
There was no better I wish I had.
“Forever.” She repeated in the air to the moon, kissing him.
What’s gone after nobody can tell, but a certain thing: a new dawn was rising in their lives, so apparently divided and different, but always joined by love.
Written by myself