On a cold Winters night the wind is blowing, rain is falling, and the stars are out to play. The moon is shining bright, and the clouds are softly passing by leaving trails of footprints behind them.

Softly, the night sounds whisper in the ears of the two lovers,” love me love you”. What, did you say something? No. Who was it? I don’t know.

As they walked along the quiet dark path, they heard it again, “love me love you”. Why do you keep repeating the same thing over and over again? I said nothing. Stopping and looking into each others eyes, they saw their souls entwine, and it was their souls connecting saying,” love me love you.