In the spring morning, you did not know me, for I did not yet know myself.
As the summer breeze played over us, it lifted your lips into a smile that mine could dance upon.
When the leaves began to fall, your touch grew only warmer to shield us
And the chill of winter could not reach us as two paths became one, united in love
So let the years fall away from the calendar, so long as our hearts are always interlaced.
My entry for this week’s Five Sentence Fiction Challenge. Some of you may guess quickly whose story this is, and if not, that’s okay. Because if you’ve had a year like this, then this is for you.
I hope you all enjoy.