Love
Lightly he cups her cheek in his hand, one arm wrapping around her waist. Her hand holds the umbrella steady as rain pours down amidst the fireworks. Their lips meet, both oblivious to the teenage girl watching them. A tear slowly drips down my cheek to mingle with the rain. Love. Beautiful, pure love. A diamond ring glints on her finger and I notice how one of his knees is wet. As if he had been kneeling. Their lips part reluctantly and his eyes meet mine. He nods slowly and we share a moment of understanding. I smile a congratulations and a small smile is returned. The girl turns to find out who he is staring at but only sees the rain. I have already vanished. Returned to the bright light of the ball room. My time will come.