A Reason To Be Happy That You Met The Wrong Guy

Midnight had rolled and after a few minutes, everything fell asleep- gentle and quiet. But they were not. It was a special moment to walk under the twinkling starts and flickering street lights. They held hands and let the electricity go through each other, leaving them not even needing mouths to speak or ears to hear for they were all heartbeats and smiles and stares. They lived with promises of tomorrow and were glad of finding each other's path.

And then one day, they're not. One day, they were all cold stares and loud voices. On a blink of an eye they turned into nothing but a mistaken puzzle piece, both broken after trying to fit into each other's lives. And storms came and the starts were gone, even the lamp posts have changed bulb- and the greatest idea of love they had, fade into the midnight's thin air, making it impossible to pull back and grasp on to once again.
Not long after, they were nothing but a closed book within ths midst of an endless library full of tragic and unfortunate endings.

And now, they were just a hint of smoke, a shadow, within the million others. They might be broken and empty, shattered even, but finally, they felt freedom - and that's the whole reason why they were destined to meet.