Don't Melt!

Her

With long brown hair

Golden when caught by the sun

A smile that goes miles

That lights up the stage when she performs

Him

With curly black hair

Glasses

Brown eyes

Hard to reach

And then there were two, 

Sitting on a bench by the bus stop.

Waiting.

Watching.

Two kids - teenagers - then young adults.

On different sides of the same story.

One representing tails

A bracelet.

The bracelet.

There's a difference.

For me, my bracelet is the bracelet.

The bracelet of my dreams.

Of my story.

Of my past.

Of my life.