My Emily

+18 It was a beautiful summer day when I first saw her. She was sitting alone on a bench in the park, with a sad expression in her eyes and a book in her hands. I couldn't help but be drawn to her, and I approached her cautiously.

"Excuse me, may I sit next to you?" I asked, and she nodded silently as she continued to read. We sat in silence for a while, but eventually we started talking. I quickly learned that her name was Emily, and that she had been through a lot of sorrow in her life.

But despite all I did to honor her, I missed Emily more and more with each passing day. I felt empty and lonely, even though I knew she was still with me in some way. I longed for a new beginning, a new chance to find true love again.