We got inundated by a flood of tide known as youth.
As it subsided,we found ourselves sitting on the beach - soaking wet and watching the girl we liked most waving forcefully while stepping happily towards the other end of her life.
Those beautiful footprints of hers on the beach will be washed away by the next wave ashore.
However,we are still here.
And so will be the look of the girl imprinted in our memories and remained in our hearts.
Ambitious we shall remain,and cheerful our laughters will still be,just like before.