He looked at me with shiny eyes. We were lying next to each other and it was dark. He smiled with a curvature on his lips
And he didn’t say a thing
And when he spoke, he purred deep words. He placed my fallen hair strands back behind my ears and told me that I’m the one. The cicadas made noise outside our window
But I couldn’t speak and I was convinced. His dark eyes made a twinkle and he said he loved me and he asked if I loved him too, and this time I said,
“For real I do.” He smiled and caressed my cheek as he kept his gaze.
“Good,”
said the devil.
Samasya Tapasya 