two little pieces of beings

They were the two pieces of a puzzle which would make a whole when combined together. They were above the clouds, the future looked wide and partially cloudy. The woman intended to lean on man's shoulder, so she did. There was a gap still, a gap because of the table which separated them physically. They had their tables inside, their horizons, their clouds, their emotions, their dreams.. Even the table wasn't enough to put a mental division between the two. Eyes were sparkling, there was another continent out of the window, the words were never enough like the deficiency of the table. First the table was empty, in time they started putting their most abstract and the most valuable items on and piling them up.

The woman leaned on man's shoulder, it felt safe.