Have you ever dreamt of growing old with someone you love? When you both could no longer sprint like a kid, munch on chocolate with full row of teeth, read every single words on the newspapers, hear people calling your name from afar, type with two steady hands on the keyboard... When seeing young couples with roses everywhere, you probably don't remember it's Valentine Day...

But even so, you hold onto each other with shaky hands to cross the road, you grab onto each other when losing balance on the bus, you spend more and more time with each other in silence since you can't speak or hear perfectly well by then, yet the memories you both shared will come back as clear as ever when you are nearing deathbed. Beautiful or not, still, it's a story of your very own...

If only every marriage could last that long... Life isn't perfect without a little setback every now and then, a person isn't complete without a few flaws, just like love isn't beautiful without some effort, grumbles and flashes of memory...

或许我有点无聊 常希望我们快点老
步履蹒跚的脚 再也不逃跑
世界只会越来越渺小 只剩下我们紧紧的依靠
我的故事 傍晚聊到大清早

选择不对我说 但我明了 你对我的好
爱情安静却有 强烈的讯号
我的短暂流浪 你是支撑孤单的信仰
你总微笑随我的疯狂 红着眼眶敷着我的伤
静静等在远方 细数着星光

陪着我...
(Lyrics extracted from 萧敬腾 - 给爱人)