You’re standing in the dark, the moonlight barely breaks the darkness, few faint raindrops fall from the sky. You look at each other, not expecting what comes next.
And then it happens.
That kiss that wasn’t supposed to happen but you wished with all your heart that it would. That kiss that makes everything else seem irrelevant. That kiss that makes the world go quiet. Every raindrop becomes a glittering kiss on your cheek. The moonlight becomes silver dust holding you in the dark, and that kiss makes everything seem perfect.
Unfortunately, it stops. Your lips part, the rain stop falling, the darkness envelops the moon.
But the memory of that kiss can make the darkness disappear and the moon glimmers in the distance.