A brunette boy stood in a room of white. Staring across the invisible window to the blonde in the black room. Both beganto walk toward the dividing line. In sync, they lifted their left hands. Smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes, the boys gingerly touched their hands to the dividing glass soon followed, was their right hands. Hearts ache to reach the other but fall short.
Fists clench and knees buckle to the floor.
Silent tears fall from both sky blue eyes.
They look away and fade into the colour of their rooms.
A/N:Should I continue?