Love

Yukika sits silently on the swing, starring at the lone start that breaks through the virgin darkness of the winter night. She slows the light to pass through her eyes and enter her mind, where the true memories lie, and where he will always remain. She reflects back to the times they shared, the love they embraced and the frustration they endured...

It was the new year of 2005 when she first met him. No choirs sang, no fireworks went off but she felt like nothing in the world existed but him. That first night, they sat in the park talking scribbles to the stars. She knew at once, she was with someone special, someone kind, someone loving, besotted... and that was Rowen, he was the man she had felt so close to.

They spent every moment form that day together, creating memories and sharing the deepest and most intimate thoughts. She had spent the first winter cuddled up to him, wanting nothing more than to feel the heat of his body to hers, his hands in hers. As for the first summer, they laughed, joked, chased each other on the hot beach with seaweeds. They had spent days and nights together, dreams and fears together, triumphs and tragedies together. There were no fights, no moody silences, for that they were together through it all.

But... why won't this life last forever?

Yukika often dreamt of Paris, she didn't know why but her heart and soul seems to be crying for it. Furthermore, she had always had a strong desire to spend the whole day watching sunset at the Eiffel Tower. For some reason, Rowen bought 2 tickets to Paris on the day before the new year comes.

"Dear, why did you do this? I thought my birthday was ages ago?" Yukiko asked surprisingly.

"Nothing, baby. I just wanted to fulfill your desire," smiled Rowen.

"That's sweet of you, dear! Thanks and... ," she paused for a few secs. "Oh my... are you sick, dear? You look unusually exhausted..."

"Erm... maybe I didn't get enough sleep last night," as he replied weakly. "C'mon and pack all your things now or else you're going to miss the flight~"

Paris was wonderful! Yukika's French was a disaster, although she studied French for 5 years. But since Rowen hardly spoken a word of French, he thought that she was excellent.

Romance was in the air everywhere they went. They boated on the Seine across the Lena Bridge, walked along the Trocadero Gardens, drank coffee at sidewalks cafes, and finally visited the famous Eiffel Tower.

They went up to the second platform of the woer and seated in Jules Verne Restaurants, the one and only prestigious restaurant