As usual, this morning I rushed to office after I got off the bus
Unexpectedly I met the guy that I admired for years
Before that I only saw him in the newspaper
He was walking with his wife
His wife is about his age. She looked emaciated and ain't really pretty
but they were smiling to each other, so gently and softly
He holded her hand tight, like he did not want to lose her in the street
I watched them crossing the roads
until the sight of their back disappeared in a building
I read in the paper that he got married when he was young
People tend to act cold to their beloved
once the enthusiasm has gone
It is so moving that they still care and love each other
after all these years
I wish them all the best
