>>44381138Petra sat in art class, her pencil poised and still,
Her eyes locked on her teacher, the stunning Anya, who gave her such a thrill.
She watched as Anya moved around the room with grace,
And felt her heart skip a beat when she looked upon her face.
Petra had been in love with Anya since the very first day,
But she didn't dare confess her feelings, afraid of what Anya might say.
So instead, she drew her teacher in secret, capturing every curve and line,
Hoping that the image would be enough to fill her heart and mind.
As she sketched, she lost herself in the flow,
The soft strokes of her pencil, and the image beginning to glow.
She was so absorbed in her work, that she didn't see Anya come near,
Until she felt the warmth of her breath, and her heart filled with fear.
But Anya only smiled, her eyes full of admiration and pride,
As she looked at the portrait, and saw the love that Petra tried to hide.
In that moment, Petra knew that Anya felt the same,
And she felt her heart open up, like a flower bursting into flame.
They didn't need to say anything, as their love spoke for itself,
And in that quiet moment, they knew that they could be nobody else.
From that day on, Petra and Anya were inseparable,
Their love growing stronger with each passing day, unstoppable and immeasurable.
And though they had kept it hidden, their love was finally free,
And they knew that they were meant to be, together for all eternity.
