Life gave them scars, baggage, and second chances. Years later, love had unpacked them all.”
Years later they had a chance meeting at a bookstore – one can say a stumble by fate. He was reaching out for a copy of a Agatha Christie novel, while she was returning one to the same shelf. Suddenlytheir hands brushed, their eyes met for nano seconds.He looked older and more composed. It seemed age had mellowed him down.. She too had changed from a fierce feminist to a graceful lady.They exchanged pleasantries, like two strangers meeting for the first time.
For a few minutes neither spoke as they had met after decades but gradually words started coming out. They had married different people, loved them as best they could, raised children and their children had settled down. He had lost his wife to a terminal illness. Even she had lost her husband in an accident. Both had turned grey by now.
She looked at him ,he was the same boy she had loved . He too looked at her wistfully, she may have wrinkled but the spark was still there.“They met when their hair had silvered and their hearts had softened — and years later, it still felt brand new.”
Suddenly it started drizzling as if the universe was giving them more time to catch up on the past. They spoke how life’s trials and tribulations had turned them into mature beings.
Suddenly he reached for her hand, his touch warm but questioning. She didn’t shake her hand off. The years had taken so much from them, but this moment—it was solely theirs
“Do you think,” he murmured we could get another chance?
She looked at him misty eyed and whispered”We already have”
Life felt good as both found companionship again.
“Years after crossing paths in the autumn of their lives, they bloomed like spring had waited just for them.”
The rain had turned to a drizzle and the old couple “Years after their unexpected meeting, they held hands like teenagers who had something to prove.”
Now they “They weren’t each other’s firsts, but years after, they were each other’s forevers.”
A retro number being played in a shop kindled their spirits and ““Years after meeting halfway through life, they still danced like every song was their first.”
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