Innocence lost

The very first time she slightly pinched him on a sky blue shirt and softly said “same pinch”, he didn’t love her but the gesture touched him deep inside. The very first time he took a seat beside her in a local bus and after half an hour talk she was restless to get his cell number. He was so happy around her. A common girl in late teens having all her faith devoted to probably the very first boy in her life and he knew it.

Sitting on park benches holding hands hesitated him but she was so comfortable with his fingers on hers. He knew that her in him was immense, much more than what they say blind faith. There was a pure innocence he couldn’t dare to betray.

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