After the break.

Next door neighbors,
Played together,
Grew up,
As lovers,
Responsibility called for them,
With tears and hugs,
They parted,
And a new had journey started,
Lost touch,
As distance wasn't just,
A class reunion,
Brought them back,
Now things were different,
He wore black robs,
And she wore a white coat,
Years later,
Bells rang,
As the choir began,
A white gown,
She lit up his town.

~Mansi Gupta.