She Loved Him So Much - Flash Fiction

Her tears inspired within him a keen sense of empathy and compassion, and caused him to instinctively embrace her in an attempt to comfort her through her pain. She eased into him, calming to a noticeable degree immediately. Her trembling became less severe, and her breathing more even in a matter of a seconds. And when at last she was fully stilled, he gently pulled away from her - his hug having accomplished all he had hoped it would. He separated himself from her because as an unrelated gentleman who only saw himself as her friend; he did not wish to hold her any longer than the laws of propriety would permit... But had he not felt the need to unentangle himself and move away so soon, she would've gladly remained there... forever; her cheek softly resting against his chest, just listening to the rhythmic, melodious inner workings of his beating heart... the sound of which was to her the most beautiful in existence... for it meant that he, and every wonderful thing that he was... somehow still saw it fit to remain in this world; and consequently... her unassuming presence - a cause for greater joy than she could ever dare to describe... for there was no language on Earth; no, not even in it's most eloquent form... that could express her feelings for him with any semblance of the truest accuracy her heart relentlessly demanded... that it must.