“May I?”, he asked, lending his hand. Slightly taken aback, she hesitated for a moment, before giving in. The rhythmic flow of the steps, took them to the glorious memories of the past. How he first taught her to dance. The endless nights, they spent talking about everything and nothing. Memories flashed.
A thousand words were spoken thorough their eyes, that met almost unblinkingly. Time flowed seamlessly. Everything seemed perfect.
All until, she felt a tap. One last time, she held him tight, smiled and exchanged a glance. For, this would remain as an imprint forever in their hearts.
They returned, embracing the new life, without each other.