More Than Words

He saw her first. Her skin glistened with sweat droplets on the hot afternoon – like illuminated diamonds against her wheatish skin. They sat next to each other at the bus stop. 

His musky smell is what made her look at him. A stray lock of hair flopped on his forehead – giving a boyish charm to his strong masculine jaw. Aware of the bustling traffic, loud honking, jostling crowds, screaming kids and screeching tires – yet unaware.

Fingers gripping the railing- a breath of fresh wind humming through their hair. Not a word passed between them for a long while. But it felt like the best conversation two strangers could ever have.

“You are something else you know”, he said to her as she walked towards the bus. And she knew. Many had called her different, mysterious and one-of-a-kind – but she could never figure what they meant. But she knew the meaning this time. She climbed into the bus, and smiled for the first time in days.

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