First Love
He looked closely at the back of her hands and saw how thin her skin was. He could feel her veins pulsating. It was reassuring to him, she was alive. Do you remember your first love? Do you remember how you lost your first love? He did. He remembered her. from her deep brown eyes to the flaws on her skin, he hadn't forgotten any detail. He knew the day he saw her walking towards him in a grey dress that he would wake up to this face everyday. She did not believe him when he said it. She didn't believe fairy tales would ever come true. She didn't think dragons could be slayed and happy ever afters could exist. He had been with her for sixty years now. As much as she didn't want to admit, he was right all along, and, she was secretly happy that he was. He was the love of her life. They met when they were twenty three and had celebrated every anniversary like it was their first, giving each other the chance to experience their universe that they had so lovingly built