Broken

" Babe..."

" Hmm?"

"Is this called Love?" Ryan asked watching the waves.

She remained silent not knowing what to answer.

They remained silent closing their eyes, just living the moment.

" Let's sit on the bench..." Ryan pointed to the bench which was laid for them.

They sat there silent leaning onto each other.

Ryan sighed attracting her attention.

" How much I wish, everything freezes at this moment. I don't want the peacefulness to end!" He said looking at their intertwined hands.

He raised it and kissed her hand.

" Ryan, life is not a fairytale! It isn't a nightmare either. Have you heard this? 'Happiness in poverty' We aren't blessed because we have enough and abundant money and they aren't cursed because they are poor.