Writer and the wind

For the first time, i tried writing a long story.Till now, i have mostly been into Micro Tales, Snippets and musings.Yesterday, i tried my hands on something which i have never done before or should i say "out of my comfort zone" or "not my cup of tea".This, you guys decide.And don't forget to drop in your honest reviews.
So, here we go !

Every night,he stands there,on the edge of his terrace,with his arms wide open.Waiting for her to come.To come and kiss him...all over his body.And every night,she comes and kisses him.Starting from his forehead and ending on his navel.

She bites his lips.Pushes him.Dances with him.He tastes heaven every time she kisses him on his closed eyes.And every time,every single time she does so,he falls for her even more.

She is the ocean and he,the diver.He wants to explore her.However,no matter how hard he tries,he never makes it to the real depth...to the bottom.He dives,he goes deeper but not deep enough.Not deep enough to explore her beauty.

And then,there are these people.People he used to love.People he used to spend his entire time with.Everything was going fine,until one day,a piece of paper came in between and played its role very well...more than he'd imagined.That day, he realized the importance of grades.That day,all his talents went numb.That day, he met the real world.

Expectations were higher.He stood at its lowest.Taunts haunted him for more time than he'd imagined.That's when he decided to attain peace.

He,once again,dives into her.This time, exploring her more and better.Going deeper and deeper.Uncovering every layer of her hidden beauty.Gravity playing its role very well.

Every time she kisses her,he feels breathless.That day,she wanted him to breathe.She wanted to feel him for the last time for the two of them were parting their ways apart,forever!And for the very last time, they both hugged each other and kissed each other,with such a passion and love which is beyond explanation.Words can't describe that feelings.Every single statement about that moment would be an understatement.

Now,everyday,every single day,she comes, and waits for him to come...so that she can kiss him.Make him feel special.Make him feel loved.Make him feel alive.But, no! He doesn't come.Not anymore.He is in peace.Far far away from people who made him hate his life.And let him be there for that's where he's  destined to be.

He,a writer,and she,the wind.

-Rishabh