Charles was your first love, you never forgot him and neither did he. You guys were so in love, you wanted to spend each others life’s together. But you were too different, although you weren’t together you still loved each other.

You had a new partner, but he wasn’t the nicest. You sat with Charles at the edge of the cliff, telling him your troubles. He sighed and mumbled…

“You don’t know how long I can stare at his picture and…. wish that it was me…”

“But I guess it’s different because you love him….”