Way beyond the horizon, as the sub sets and when the moon is beyond the skylines; then as we lay on top of the broken bridge with our feets dangling 20 floors above the sea.
As we drink the amber sunset and eat up the full Moon and kill our sleep.
As our fingers trace patterns and as our faces flush a blush of pink.
And the first of the twinkling stars emerge and the last of the migratory birds fade away into the twilight.
As your skin grows softer and softer with every moment passing by and it gets harder and harder to resist the urge to kiss you.
As the hollow inside my lung grows into a greater sense of void.
I take a deep breath in.
And let out the words I was holding in me for ages and pray that you repeat them after me too.
I love you.