Broken Vase: A MLM Short Story

"Maybe, this vase is destined to be one whole piece. Looking back, now, the vase was never broken. It was chipped. A small chip like this can't break people's love for each other. As much as a fully damaged vase. All it needs is some fixing and a kiss to seal it."

You were seventeen. I was seventeen. We loved each other. Time had stopped for you. You're seventeen. I'm twenty-four. Time has stopped for both of us. The heartbeats have stopped. But we both know our love will never.