Sitting beside him on a park bench she loops her arm through his and plants a kiss on his shoulder. In these moments together she can almost fool herself into believing life is perfect. He holds her hand and she feels the calluses on his knuckles. The rough, strong hands of a working man. A real man.
Her heart swells with emotion. The bitter sweet kind.
Dog walkers greet politely as they pass. Their four legged children giving the couple on the bench a sideways glance.
She turns to him and says, "kiss me". She loves the way his eyes smile with mischief. His mouth finds hers. But the kiss is over before she is ready for it to be. Her eyes are still closed when he pulls away.
She knows however he could kiss her all day and it still wouldn't be enough. She would still want more. They sit in silence for a little while longer. Soon they'd have to go. Make believe moments weren't meant to last.
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