Walking on the streets of London, I saw an old couple on a bench

So engrossed, so entangled they were in their world of memories

                                                           Her laugh made him laugh, his touch made her calm

Their eyes met each other just like the first time and their hands twined just like the last time

                                             Sitting across the street, I sensed warmth from their love

It felt like waves pecking the shore and wind flowing through the body

                          Suddenly, I realised I am not alone anymore

It’s was me being empathetic to myself.  Loving myself.

                                                            I smiled and smiled

I knew it was not just a warm fuzzy feeling

                                                           It was more than that..........