They walked along the almost empty streets, the autumn air blowing at her hair and kissing her cheeks. Fingers linked, playfully bumping into each other as they walked in blissful silence. She was smiling as she passed vast graffitis on the streets and scarred up lamp posts, barely noticing them. She just wanted to savour this moment. Never wanting it to end. Even without showing affection, it was common knowledge that the two were lovers. It was in the way their gazes lingered on one another, the way their voices became softer and in the shy grins they’d never worn before. In casual conversation they stood that little bit closer than friends usually do, their body language so open and relaxed. He looked at her with a kind of adoration that would make any girl blush. He always thought she had the kind of face that would stop you in your tracks, the kind of face that would make you do a double-take on the streets. She always had soft features, innocent eyes that always seemed to see through him, tinted cheeks and a baby face that made her look slightly younger than her age. She looked at him with such admiration, a look reserved only for him. She always thought that his most distinctive feature was his eyes, even though he always seemed to have this infamous frown whenever she saw him. But his eyes. They were so deep and catastrophic, a vivid brown with a tinge of black. She loved his windblown tousled hair, his sharp features, and the dark eyebrows that slopped downwards in a serious expression. And she thought out loud, already knowing the answer all too well, “Can’t it stay this way forever?“ His gaze lingered but he didn’t say a word. She sighed, a pained smile gracing her lips. “I guess you’re right. All good things must come to an end.”