Story #220

It was dark and cold.
Sometimes it got sunny.
But sun was not always there.
I was a silent girl.

…And silently, I found you.
I shouted for a camera. To teach children about photography.
You had an old second-hand camera (that never worked).
But you raised your hand.

We found each other. In the most perfect sense.
We bounded so quickly, so deeply. We bounded miraclely.
We decided to spend the rest of our life with each other.

What an amazing decision.
We stand by a window that opens to the hugest forest.
We stand, holding hands.
Sun pour down on our face. Like honey.

It will never be cold again.
World is shining with love.
Our love.

– Setareh, Tehran