What happened to you?

I broke.

Ten years later, I see her at a wedding.
She introduced me to her husband. Ricky.

I had forgotten she and the bride were friends.

Familiar faces, a bit familiar faces. Not so familiar faces.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End.