. .
A look, a touch, a sentimental feeling.
. .
If a look could mean a thousand words, could say a thousand, would speak a thousand; the way he looked at her would speak a million.
If the want of a touch, a hug, a hand, a warm embrace could mean the world to someone; the way they touched meant the universe to them.
If a sentimental feeling, a smile, a small laugh, the look telling you deep down that they are in love; theirs would be hidden somewhere, -like two souls searching for each other- but yet still there, wandering the galaxies and the infinites of space. Of hope one day being unleashed, so they won't one day vanquish. But that type of love never does. Could always still be a mere glimpse of light in the dark space, but theirs was like candlight in the the dark night.
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A look, a touch, a sentimental feeling.
. .
It would be theirs. If one existed, it could only be between them. Them and no one else. Barry Allen and Caitlin Snow.
. .
"I would love you forever
Forever and beyond
for us forever is too short
Till' infinity.
The end of time itself
Until my heart stops beating
Until the world stops spinning
I will love you forever
Reaching beyond this universe
cross to the next
and the next
To all 52 of them.
From the first shining light
To the last
I will always love you, Caitlin Snow.
So please stay with me"
Barry's voice sounded, his echo, threw her head, and her eyes snapped open.