Coup de Foudre

" When you cried that day My heart was stabbed by million spades.. But I did die gladly When the girl I love most, Had died beside me.." -Gio

“Come, Gio, you want to hear me play the piano? What song do you like me to play?”

Mary asked with a smile on her lips.

          “Roses are red…” Gio abruptly replied.

          She smiled. “For me?”

He nodded. Mary played the song and while she’s busy playing their favorite song; Gio can’t help but stare at Mary’s beautiful face..

          He wished they were born in the same year or else he was one year older than her. But he can’t change time, yet he loved this pretty woman even she’s six years older than him. Age doesn’t matter, he thought.