Reunion

The first day the memories moved through the conversation. They stirred the night and looked for their place between the drinks and the dances. The sparks were to afraid to move, to not alter the path of the stars. They protected the night and let happiness slip in, which got stuck to the glances between the two teenagers and later slept with the sunrise.

The second day dressed itself in blue, to not forget the nostalgia that distance once created. Between words hugs appeared and familiarity replaced fear.

On the third day the sun let them be themselves again. Well-known smiles jumped between the trees and memories got our of their hiding place and were the guests of honor in the park. Hours passed by slowly, letting an innocent love go back to the past.

The fourth day came with the moon. The diary of the first love opened and continued to write pages. With laughs and wishes kisses appeared and drew a heart between the streets and the leaves of the trees. The heart was red, full of passion for the past and hope for the future. For one night, destiny let the two teenagers live reality.