Vernacular
We hum. We mumble. We speak. We scream. We sob. Even though they come in different interpretation of emotion but it is suffice to say that it is our own language that is not being understood by others. Only you and I could understand it well; an the entire universe would not decrypt on what we encrypt.
We enjoy our small life limited by our spoken language; each every bits of romance and flirting; creates the vibe of not letting anyone know about it, about us and about our passion to be expose to public. Out there, there would be a destroyer who would try their best to learn and study about us.
Let the fire crackle, let the wind swift, let the sky be bright and let the world to be full with life as it will occupy to those who wants to interrupt us. It seems we are better being left alone, being better to be with each other and getting better day by day as we utter these words to each other, “I love you”.
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