Those days of laughter echoes like a distant memory.
A black and white film
Zooming out from a bridge .
At the height of the arch ,two lovers stand
Hand in hand
Face to face
Eyes connect eyes
Synchronised heart beats
Idea of letting go torments them.
Thoughts of leaving like a dagger to the heart.
But it's time
One loosens the grip while the other panics to hold like the golden thread of life is about to be cut .
Invisibe forces push them away
Building space between them.
Till they reach the end of the bridge.
Face to face
Eyes connect
Synchronised heart beats
Memory of laughter continues to echo ...
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RandomMe rambling about the little things in life,while dealing with anxiety and other ups and downs.
