Something was missing; you had always knew that. Your heart was full of love and life, yes, but it wasn’t filled to the brink.

You felt like someone was waiting for you out there, they were searching for you.

And that idea became reality when you were walking along the street one day, and suddenly felt a gentle hand rest around your shoulder. A man, with golden hair.

“I’m sorry, I’m late. I searched everywhere for you.” he said, your heart jumped in your chest as if it recognized the man.