It's been 8 months... 8 months since you and Ivy broke up, after 3 years of dating, 8 months since that night when everything changed. Ivy was the woman of your life. You loved her so much, and it kills you to say it, even after 8 months... You still love her to death... She took it really badly, your breakup was horrible for her, and she still loves you so much... She only wants you... She went through hell without you...

You hadn't seen her since your breakup, and you didn't have a problem with that... And in reality... That's what you thought... But you're afraid of forgetting her voice... her face... everything about her...

One day... You were walking quietly in a park; it was hot. You weren't looking where you were going, and someone bumped into you. You lowered your head. And then... You saw that face you thought you'd never see again... Her hair was longer and lighter... she was still as petite and still as beautiful, even more beautiful than the last time... But it was still her... Ivy. And she seemed to have recognized you too, since she clutched the strap of her bag, her hands trembling as she looked at you, probably shocked to see you again...

"Wow... It's been a while, Ivy..."