Two kids pure and dangerous in their youth, sit and stare at one another. Eyes meeting in a deep thought. Lips embracing in a tear staind kiss. For a moment there's no more you or I. For one moment two naïve youths become lovers, become friends in a meeting place of hearts. This lasts a moment..and in an instant they become old in their love. The hate and anguish grows at a steady rate, resentment fills the empty spaces of fingers and lips..they are left hollow in their beauty and shallow in their feelings. This is the end of them, of us, of each and every love we have known. This is each of our stories, atleast once upon a time