Holding hands

The date is similar to today's.
Only 16 years ago.

"A word is said,
A word not sad.
The time is set.

A hand is held,
But not for help.
All is well.

The pictures pass, we feel unrest
The ocean line is not in sight
But when we face, eye to eye
We can feel hearbeats collide

Yet, time is now, we both know how
The ocean line frees our mind
And when we face, when we approach
The boy and girl know this is more

And weekdays come, each one alone
All the time we spent is gone
And as we face, once more, again,
We're just too young to see the end.

One other feeling,
Not ours, is building.
It sets the final act."

      by Hyug Badox, just now