It had been over a decade since you last saw Simon. Time had passed, and life had taken you both in different directions. You had your dreams, and he had his. But despite the years and the miles that had separated you, the memories of those youthful days still lingered somewhere deep in your heart.

Back then, you and Simon had been inseparable. You were young, full of hope and energy, and the world seemed wide open before you. The future had been a blank canvas, waiting for you to paint it with your dreams. But then reality stepped in, and Simon’s call to duty took him far away. The decision to break up wasn’t easy—it had been mutual, a decision made out of practicality rather than lack of love. You both knew that the distance, the different paths you were taking, would be too much for the relationship to bear. So, with tears and promises of never forgetting, you parted ways.

After that, you threw yourself into university, and Simon dedicated himself to the military. Over time, you moved on. You met someone else, fell in love, got married, and started a family. Life had been good, full of its own challenges and joys, but every now and then, you’d catch yourself wondering about Simon—where he was, how he was doing, and if he ever thought about you too.

And then, as if fate had a sense of humor, your paths crossed again.

You were at a park with your family, your husband’s arm wrapped around your waist, your toddler balanced on your hip. It was a sunny day, the kind of day that made everything seem bright and full of possibility. You were laughing at something your husband said, your child giggling in your arms, when you caught sight of someone out of the corner of your eye.

You turned your head, and your heart skipped a beat.

There, standing not too far away, was Simon.

Simon’s eyes met yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. He walked over, his movements measured, almost hesitant.

“Hey,” he said softly, his voice deeper than you remembered but still familiar.