And then there were two.

Eyes locked in, viewing each moment of each other. While they sat each appraising the other, the world continued to spin by, the clock completed each tic-toc, and their hearts beat strongly and gradually in unison. Eventually fears fell away, muscles relaxed and the view became dream like – they each had donned the rose coloured glasses they had kept for this moment.

What is love? How can something so assumed be so powerful?

Regardless of the answer love does exist, and as cruel or kind as we each find it to be, the hope we find in the promise of love leads us urgently and deliberately to live…