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Before he says the words,
I am already memorising
the lines on his face,
the colour of his eyes,
the way his hair
falls over his forehead.
Before he says the words,
I already know that this is
the last time
I will set my eyes on his face.
It’s sad.
My hands are tied
with a red string,
to the wrists of a boy
I’ve never seen before.
Before he says the words,
I am already planning
a future
without him.
Perhaps though,
someday
if there is destiny between us
and not
the unyielding promise of our elders —
we will meet again.
“I do.”
I remember a Katesara
character in your book * Someone like u*
Red strings 😳 i personally got chills by that word
I'm loving this story already and I just started reading 📚 keep up the the good work ❤❤