He truly enjoyed tranquil moments like this.
She muttered softly to herself. Her murmur was therapeutic. It soothed him. She soothed him. Through the days where his nerves were shot….She always brought him back to sanity.
She was oblivious. He was a coward.
She was so kind…and he was a fool.
He couldn't find the nerve to tell her his feelings…so he resigned himself to the role of silent companion.
She was his best friend. They told each other everything.
But some secrets must be kept.
So…he loved the quiet moments he spent with her.
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Author's Note: Total word count: 95
So… this is my THIRD drabbles series. I think this one will be random drabbles, probably more subdued and emotional than anything else.
As for who 'he' is in this story? Well, I didn't specify, so its up to your imagination. Review, if you liked it! (Or if you didn't…)