A Heartfelt Short Love Story

Once Again

The sky that evening looked like something pulled from an old photo—soft gold fading into deep purple. She sat on the bench by the lake, the one they used to go to, where her laughter used to fill the air like music on a breeze.

It had been years since they’d seen each other, but she never really left his thoughts. He still felt her hand in his sometimes, even if it was just in a dream. Now and then, he’d wake up thinking her head was resting on his shoulder, only to realize it was just the emptiness beside him.

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