She sat there, in the middle of the busy universe,
Listening to the bustling sound track of her life.
Everywhere around her were shapes and lights and blurs and shadows.

How she wished this was a story with a better ending.

Then everything zooms out from that frame,
Slowly; a very painstakingly slow.

The whole place dims and the light refocuses on her cup of coffee.

There she was, in the middle of the busy universe,
Listening to the bustling sound track of her life.
And he was there too,
He had been looking at her, when she looked up to his soft face.
And his eyes were talking, all sparkly and smiling.
She felt her heart heave a sigh and smile back.
Everywhere around them were shapes and lights and blurs and shadows.

The whole scene dims and tethers and the music fades out slowly too.

This time, she wished this moment did not have to end.