Life

His hands entirely covering hers -the perfect fit A gentle whisper -the timeless parting gift

To those of you who have read the first part of this -I hope you enjoy this as much..if not I definitely want to know :) Her hand was a few centimeters from his resting on the rail. An announcement overhead voiced her flight was ready for check in. She was looking down not wanting to move and not wanting to stay. Deep in thought..she wanted him to say something..anything. His head hung low,moving occasionally to scan the clock on the wall but otherwise he was still. His mouth tight in concentration . He seemed to be making a conscious effort not to look at her. She was desperately trying not to stare at him and continued to memorise the curves of his face. Two years on and he was still the most handsome face she had ever known.His silent confidence still hypnotised. She remembered a time when his every movement was alive. His passion for living in the moment was unparallelled to anything she had ever known. She lived in constant awe and want of him. Unlike others he didn't settl...