A cascade of pinks and red shot up into the air; sparkling and shimmering into the deep moonlight blue of the midnight sky. Again and again they rose and fell, each time reaching just a little higher.
They stood together; arm in arm; just watching; neither made a sound. His strong arms encircled hers; guarded her; kept her safe, kept her warm.
Together they remembered all the nights they had shared, and looked towards the future nights - full of pure, beautiful, untouchable love.
In the shadows lurked another; a single rose clasped in his hand. A rose, just like every other; like the one She had dropped so long ago. In the shadows He stayed, for always and eternity. He knew he was no longer needed but it made no difference; at this moment She was happy - that was all He needed to know, but still, happiness might not last forever. And so He was to stay, in the shadows concealed, always watching; always waiting. Just in case, yes, just in case She ever needed His help, His arms, His comfort.
They kissed in the moonlight, unaware of His gaze. They loved and were happy; thinking they were alone. But alone was something they never could be.
Though the fireworks danced in the midnight sky; lighting the earth, lighting their faces. Still, in the shadows He stayed, just in case. In the shadows He stayed forever watching, forever waiting, for a time when She might need him once again. He waited and waited, but that time never came.