Wednesday, 24 July 2024

Edge


 We stood at the Edge and looked at the starry lights. I went to take a photo and you stood behind me with your hands on my shoulders. I lost concentration for a moment because I felt your hands on me. Securing me, steadying me. It felt beautiful. And those city lights blurred for a moment and time paused. And now when I look back at that photo, all I remember are the city lights twinkling just for us. 


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