Years passed. Benches gazed & longed for someone to occupy. Silence coaxed moments, Mocking and Tickling; that was once a legacy, had now become obsolete.

The Joy of sitting next to someone, that seemed insignificant at a time, was buried forever. It was taken away rather than lost.

Tears were shed. People were missed.

Who knew tickling knees and unbuttoning sleeves was something that would be forever cherished. Things that once was considered annoying, was now something that would never be forgotten. Silence explained what words never could. Glances told stories novels never could.

The Empty space right beside could never be replaced.

They Met each other after years in an Alumni Party. Even though so much had changed, they made sure they sat in the exact place, where they had once, created history.

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