I paint us, vividly in my dreams, both standing in the same park we first met. Under the bridge by the river where we had our secret night-outs. I paint us, by the tree we planted together as a sapling, grown into a beautiful canopy of woods, sheltering numerous birds and spreading sweet fragrance. I paint us, smiling at each other, communicating with our eyes and touching our souls with a mere glance. I paint us, looking back at our antics and laughing our heads off. I paint us, sharing that small but meaningful smile after going through a storm and knowing we made it. And sometimes I paint us, searching into each others souls, trying to comprehend our decisions while looking at each other through opposite side of the same path, a path we thought we would share together. I paint us.............
