ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ a fictional story by sofi Sitting in the backyard. The sun slowly starting to set. The sky becomes darker and stars start to appear. They were sitting on the swing chair, slowly rocking back and forth, back and forth. There were hanging lights above them, casting a warm, bright setting. She was resting her head on his shoulder as the swing chair kept rocking back and forth, back and forth. Young love is a beautiful thing. Sitting in silence, admiring the stars. Nothing needs to be said. When he looks at her, he sees the most beautiful girl in the world. His eyes gleam as he softens his gaze and smiles at her. When she looks at him, she sees love. She sees him as the one person who understood her and was always there for her. A slight wind breeze. Twinkling stars. The faint sound of cars driving through the highway. Frank Ocean quietly playing on the small speaker. Who could ever ask for more? It was perfect. But suddenly, the light started flickering. Even the strongest of bond can fall apart. Holding back, not saying things. Not talking or communicating as much. Love slowly started to fade. He wanted to love her. She loved him. The light slowly started fading, becoming more transparent through the light bulb. Arguing led to one thing, which led to another, which led to a short text, "This isn't going to work." His spark slowly faded. He distracted himself from missing her. "She won't be the only one," he would say to himself. Her spark was gone. Crying every night. She thought their light would always shine strong. "He was the only one," she would say to herself. Blocked numbers, not talking, ignoring each other. But deep down, he realized he still missed her. Too late now. She moved on. The light was gone.
