Long lasting love

leaves underfoot echoing in the stillness. He knew the park like the back of his hand-each tree, each bench, each corner. It was

there, her back against the trunk, her gaze lost in the distance. She looked

re walking up to her and sitting down beside he

r face. "Hey, you," she replied, her voice light and

rds hesitant, "about how much this place me

s met his. "Yeah, it's been a while, has

ing down on him, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. Instead, he watched Emma, her soft features illumi

y, her voice breaking through his though

ped a beat. Was s

inued, her words softer now. "I've

nt when everything might change. But instead of confessing