The blowing wind made me very excited to meet her. Walking along the paths and seeing places that made me nostalgic. 15 years, a long time to gather energy to perfect my form.

Finally I arrived at her place, a house that stood firmly and then my eyes fell on her figure in the garden but there was a man walking towards her carry a baby and they smiled at each other. Who's he? Could he be her husband? My feet started walking towards them when I felt tears fall down my cheeks.

I'm too late, too weak and useless. The woman I love so much already belongs to someone else. My feet continued walking until I was behind them.

"H-hey, I came back after a long time just for you."

I stammered and this was the first time I cried.