Kiss with feelings
"Riya's point of view,"
It wasn't simply a kiss; it was a declaration of my love for Harsh. Our lips were moving faster, and my brain had entirely shut off. The more I felt for him, the more painful it was to lose him. I wanted to convey to him my anguish at being apart through this kiss.
I did not know when the tears ran from my eyes as I kissed him. We stopped our kiss when we both ran out of oxygen. Harsh's eyes were filled with tears when I opened my eyes. I have only seen him cry once in my life, and it was when I was tried to leaving him alone to travel to another city.
What might be the source of his tears today? He has forgotten about me and moved on with his life. He reached out to wipe the tears off my cheek. I felt a peculiar sense of relief as I felt the warmth of his palm. My hands extended in front of him as if to wipe the tears from his heavy eyelids.