ours, always.

She looked at him the way she never looked at anybody else, with strange sternness of magic stirring her whole system down. They stood inches apart after long years of waiting and losing each other, they were there again.

He saw her before she even noticed him. He looked at her like an art. She was standing right next to him, smiling. Her smile broke him into shattered pieces. And in that moment he knew he found his truest love. The love that never faded, days into weeks into months into years and a couple of years more, he never stopped thinking about her. They stood in silence as they tried to figure out how they turned out to be completely different people crossing path for the first time.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." She smiled.