Under the downpour of a torrential rain, you hugged me closer to your chest "We should make a run for it." you said. With a silly smile accompanied by ripples of inexplicable emotions, I obliged. We jumped through puddles like kids playing under the rain, we were careless and free, we were young filled with glee.

We sang our hearts' contents. I never felt such ecstasy, such high, such feeling of pure excitement. Was it love? I need not ask myself, all along I knew the answer. I was ready for the free fall, I knew you were waiting to catch it. I was there giving my heart away, you gladly took it and said it will be out of harm's way.

In your arms felt home. Your warm hugs washed all the ache I once had before. Then, I knew nothing could go wrong. We drank in the magnanimity of it all. We were invincible. It was great. It was real.

Now, the operative word here - was. Funny how a past tense changes everything entirely, the meaning, the belief, two people who both had hopes of a perfect future.