Like a sunflower stretching towards the sun, she stood poignantly above the crowd; graceful and proper. As he gazed in adoration, stealing snapshots from across the room, he slowly lifted his head once more only to see her standing, staring straight into his frozen eyes. She calmly extended both of her arms – bronzed and bare – and expressed a silent invitation. Like a flood gate opening its doors, she welcomed his tired and repressed soul. Apprehensively, he stepped in her direction. Their bodies, like magnets, accelerated toward one another. A wave of emotions poured through their arms. With hearts beating like pistons, all of their fears and reservations dissipated. Perfectly interlocked, they clung to each other with every ounce of energy; trying to preserve the fleeting, momentary reprieve. Regardless of his dark tenured past, she accepted him. She, like no one else, understood his gentle, introverted loneliness. As they embraced amidst the dizzying commotion, time stopped. They stood, completely alone and shared an ephemeral sigh of relief. To everyone there it was simply a hug; to them, it was everything.