old and wise

and at that moment, as they stood there, on the edge of the board walk it all seemed so poetic. the love they shared had gone through every rough patch known to man kind. but standing here after so many trying times. having experienced the sweet, bitter and sour together. she half smiled as she took in the view on the sun backing into his hiding place, its long, golden fingers stretching out and reflecting on the lakes water. This was the place they confessed their love, the place he had proposed and now after so many years the place they would spend most of their days for the time they had left. soaking in every precious moments. indulging in every memory. loving the sun rise and watching it make way for the moon to take its place with dancing stars hovering around it. here they would grow grey and tell their love stories to their childre andgrand children. but most importantly; this would be a reminder of the love they shared. through the good and all of the bad. this was their spot. their home away from home...