Like time and the concept of love, change is infinite and boundless. And that is when I notice the half-drawn infinite symbol on her window. There is a gap in it. That little gap smarts me, I carefully join up the two lines and there, it is now complete. Whatever that dances on infinity will never lose its way.
A little quote from my story, Petrichor, for Nanowrimo. Hope you enjoy it! P.S Anyone else in the thick of a Nanowrimo novel?