WHEN THE STREET LIGHTS WENT OFF.
Nostalgia was our greatest wishes, our dreams and love were tied up in the color of our blood, no one doubted our love. Doubting our love meant, blood is white as the doubters of our love would say, on the road of memories, our wishes were true, hugs and pecks from each other kept us going. We sat on the bench and watched as time smiled as it passed us by slowly, the winds blew mightily but become calm when it got near to us, birds drew closer to see us, wondering whether we were the reason why 'love birds' was coined. Under the street light with a bench having the capacity to carry four people, we occupied two and our hearts occupied the other two. The street lights made us happy, we saw every gesture each other made, your smile was priceless, I would have gathered the riches in the sea to buy them. Where we sat was like an island with only trees and us as inhabitants, all thoughts passed through my mind, since it felt like we were the only inhabitants living on this island. T...