Wish

Wish


Gliding the car with charismatic ease, the stars formed a glittering array of moving lights. The breeze had such an uplifting feeling and, with him at the wheels, everything seemed so perfect. Taming the car to a beautiful stop, he smiled and got off the car.

Ever the gentleman, he unhurriedly rushed over, opening the door and holding out his hands to lead her out of the car. It wasn't clear whether it was the night which made everything so perfect or he who made it seemed it was another world. Then, he smiled again. How can it be mistaken? He was the leading actor and the night merely his supporting cast.

Walking down the stairway, he slid his hand into hers. She looked at him and he caught the gaze. Lost in his gaze, she quickly turned away, realising that she was blushing. On a night as such, there was no need for words. Everything that wasn't said was heard, everything that wasn't heard was felt.

The frolic of the waves provided the most soothing music, the sand running through their feet gave the most expensive carpet and the gentle sea breeze gave the most beautiful fanfare. But most importantly, his unassuming presence was her heaven.

Walking by the beach was never so unforgettable. Then again, every moment with him was always unforgettable. His being ever so perfect, that nothing could ever taint or remove its lustre.

Sensing that she was tiring, he sashayed towards a bench. It was there that they would get some rest. They had been spending the entire night together.

She leaned against his shoulders, he snuggled her tight. Warmth. Yes, it was that same warmth that he gave her when they first met. Many couples they knew broke up because the feelings faded. Yet, somehow, they managed to keep that feeling going. Theirs was an everlasting flame. There wasn't any secret method which kept their relationship going, it was each other which always made it right.

As she rested in his arms, he gazed beyond that beautiful horizon.

The sun was about to rise.

It was always his wish to bring his other half to watch this beautiful picture, this spectacle that no artist could ever recapture.

To him, this made his life all worthwhile. There was nothing more he could ask for. Nothing else he'd ever want. Nothing more he'd ever need.

One man all by himself is nothing. But two people, who belong together, make a world.

And he knew, for sure, that both of them, as a single entity, were a world.

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Many people want to be rich. If not, richer. Or better still, richest. But, for me...

I just want to be able to watch the sunrise with my other half.