The sun was shining bright, as she sat watching him. Him, with his moon-gray eyes that sparkled when mirth touched them. Him, with a smile so brilliant that put the sun to shame. His honey colored hair shone as the rays fell on them, the curls burning gold. His pointy, elfish ears, held so many secrets that her lips had whispered from back during their mischievous childhood pranks. She met him when she was five, her neighbour’s naughty son. What first blossomed was enmity, which slowly ripened into friendship. As they grew, the bond grew even stronger. Always there for each other, they were the best of friends. Inside jokes, laughter, secrets, pranks, affection and love, their relationship grew. She watched him now, his long, straight nose that would crinkle when he smiles, as his cheeks sank into those beautiful black holes named dimples. His legs, that would chase her, as they raced along the roads, bickering and shouting, fighting to reach the finish line. His arms...