I squinted my eyes and blinked for a few times before I marvelled at the sight presented to me. 

 

Before me were two sides of the vast sky. It should be the one and only sky, but if it really is the same sky above me, why is it that the two sides of the sky in my vision starkly contrasted against each other? 

 

On my left side of the sky, streaks of soft pastel pink and pure lilac lavender was painted against the gentle azure tone of the sky. The sight relaxed me and soothed my soul. Flowy, elegant citrus clouds enhanced the romantic feeling I was experiencing. The sky made me feel as though I had no worries, as though everything would be fine and I would be all right, that the most magical of things would be coming my way. 

 

The sky on my right side, evoked a contradicting emotion. Bright splashes of the most vibrant orange vandalized the sky, clashing with the whitish-grey sky decorated with dull grey, nimbo stratus clouds. Violet shades littered the sky, further escalating the sky's unsynchronisation with it's elements. This side of the sky made me feel unsettled, and yet it gave me courage. 

 

I felt small, soft waves crash against my feet, and it sent me tingles down my spine. Gentle breezes slipped past me, carressing my entire silhouette, as if it was my lover. I felt young, wild, free, relaxed and happy. I closed my eyes. Spreading out my arms, I tilted my head upwards and took a deep, long breath. 

 

When I finally opened my eyes again, I scanned my surroundings, and stared at the sky. At that moment, only one thing processed in my brain.

 

Let me remember this scene forever, and this be my only memory. It is so beautiful, and I never want to forget this or remember anything else.

 

I turned around when I sensed another presence cautiously threading on the fine, white sand behind me. That was when I first laid my eyes on him, and I knew that my previous and very first thought would be rendered into naught. He would become another memory and image I knew I would hold dear for a long time to come. 

 

He is the start of my memory, and he will be the one with me till the end of it. 

 

I'm sure of that.