She stood in the shadows, knowing he was on the way. What would it be like to be face to face with him again after so many years, she wondered? Life had treated her extremely well and she made a success of all that she sought to do. She pulled the collar of her coat up further as not to be seen. She was well known and didn't want her encounter with him to be public knowledge. It was a private moment between her and her past true love.
As she waited, her mind wandered to the past and the memories flooded. Her lips curved into a smile as she remembered waking in his arms on Sunday snowy mornings as he stretched then cuddled close to her. Her lips then dropped into a frown as she remembered the last time they spoke; the harsh words, the shouting and the accusations.
Did he think of her from time to time and wondered how she was doing? Did he miss her as she has missed him on many occasions?
Their lives have become so different and so far from those days she remembered that she wondered if they would have anything in common anymore. Why am I here, she thought? Am I doing the right thing by coming here? The questions started to flood her mind and she started to turn to go.
Something caught her eye and she turned back. There he stood, the streetlight overhead, beaming down on him as if to say “here I am.” She could tell he was beaming with that smile she loved so well.
He walked towards her, his leather jacket snug around his body as jeans covered his long, muscular legs. Missing was the usual ball cap that she could never get him to give up.
He looked down at her into her hazel eyes and pulled her into his arms for the tightest hug she has ever felt...
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