Intertwined

There was a girl who wasn’t good at expressing her feelings, except writing poems.

There was a boy who wasn’t good at expressing what he felt deep inside, except making art.

They met and collaborated; he was the body and she was soul.

Art isn’t beautiful without story to be told. And story isn’t worth reading without art.

They simply needed each other.

Like a big oak tree with the sun shining gloriously to its branches.

by Janica