Day 7

It was the first time we celebrated our black and white anniversary. It was the second year, yet I could not recalled if we ever celebrated the first year.
Maybe because it was just a day where both of us put on our signatures agreeing to hold on to each other for the rest of our lives, and nothing significant to have us to remember such a day.
But this year, finally we celebrated it, and although it was nothing fancy or elaborate, but the  important thing was that we were still together fulfilling the promise we sworn.