She felt his presence, walking along side her and it felt peaceful.
He must of had a beautiful soul.
Everyone who knew this man would of only talked good of him.
The sun went down and the sky grew dim.
Whatever he was coming back for, she was part of his story.
Maybe he was an old boyfriend that basked in her glory.
Every time she would laugh, she felt his touch.
But the peaceful easy feeling was always there.
She knows it could of been someone who cared.
Through her photo albums she flipped to many pages, but one kept coming back.
It's as if he was trying to tell her something, he was trying to keep her years on track.
Then a picture fell to the floor, it's as if someone had thrown it, aggressively.
She picked it up and it was a picture of her and an old love from high school, she guessed his name successfully.
Then she tried to look him up and found out that he had passed away, many years ago.
They haven't saw each other for many years and ended in tears.
He just wanted to see her to tell her he never stopped loving her, through all those years.
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