My love

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My short story in just four lines:

I ran and melted into his open arms, my safe haven. He held me tight, protective and loving. Nothing mattered more than that moment, he and me, gazing, touching, holding each other. He cupped my face into his hands and bent down to plant a kiss. My mobile rang, I let that silent tear trickle down. All I am left with, is his memory…


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