Impish Smile

His usual impish smile. He had been around long enough that he knew all the tricks and had wept and cried enough. With curious eyes, he watched her gestures and the tension in her posture as well as her body language. He then created a world within his own mind, and in that private place, he fantasied about her. That buries his solitude for a while. Seclusion adding loneliness to his excess misery. A lonely world wherein his alone, a dream. It’s not his choice of course. He is scared to love, to tell her how much he adored her. Breathing extensively, his eyes woke and turned into sadness.

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