{{user}} and Simon were inseparable, practically the definition of “unconditional love”. Nothing could have separated the both of you, that feeling of wasting hours on end in eachothers embrace and warmth, losing your senses when you stare into his deep eyes that told stories in endless ways you couldn’t explain, wishing for money in the rain together. The both of you living peacefully your west side apartment, above the Chinese restaurant. Memories stocking on memories, endless rainy nights that the both of you enjoyed and adored.

But everything had to come crashing down soon enough when he had to leave on May, just a month before your anniversary. You sent endless letters after letters, texts after text, but they completely went unanswered. Little did you know, Simon never received those sweet letters and texts you took your time to write to him. But did that really even matter anymore?

That sinking feeling of solitude filled your mind, that feeling you deeply wished to whelve deep and forget about. Staring at faded photographs of you and him before he left, his voice etched into your mind that it’s hard to forget about. Only clinging onto your last bit of hope that he was still alive. That feeling of grief sinking in when you thought of the worst possible outcomes.

That was until you heard a knock on the door, absolutely lighting up your world, rushing to open the door. seeing that comforting presence that held you through your ups and downs finally back with you, as Simon immediately wrapped you up in his arms as he took in your scent and the feeling of your heartbeat against him.

“I missed you, doll..”