Author's Note

"C'mon, think of anything, maybe something random. Like something you enjoy doing, something that brings you joy, something that you love-"

"I love you," the words slipped from my lips. Mira's gaze softened, and I felt a rush of warmth in my chest as she met my eyes, her own orbs were reflecting the moonlight.

"You also love poetry, think about-"

"You are my poetry," I breathed, hardly raising my voice above a whisper. I lifted my trembling hand to caress her cheek.

"Shut up before I slit that flirting tongue of yours, Siddharth," Mira stammered but her cheeks flushed and turned into a deep crimson hue.

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