It’s funny how life works sometimes. You think you’ve moved on, but then, out of nowhere, you’re hit with a wave of memories that you thought you’d buried. That’s exactly what happened to me last night. I hadn’t seen her in ages. It felt like a lifetime since we last spoke. But there she was, standing across the room, at one of our mutual friend’s birthday party. The moment my eyes found her, everything else faded into the background. It was like no time had passed at all. Her smile was just as I remembered—warm, effortless, the kind that made the room feel brighter. I could feel my heart race. We hadn’t been in touch for so long, and I’d convinced myself that I was over her. But in that instant, I realized I was wrong. I’d never truly gotten over her. I’d never stopped loving her. I hesitated, unsure whether I should approach her. What would I even say? It had been so long, and I didn’t know if she felt the same way, if she even remembered me the way I remembered her. But the pull to go talk to her was too strong to ignore. So, I took a deep breath and walked over. “Hey,” I said, my voice suddenly sounding a little too shaky. “Long time no see.” She looked up, recognition flashing across her face, followed by a smile that made my heart skip a beat. “Lando? Wow, I didn’t expect to see you here.” We talked for a while, catching up on life, but I couldn’t help but notice the little things—the way she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled when she spoke, the way my heart seemed to beat faster every time she looked at me. As the night went on, we found ourselves alone for a moment, just standing there, the noise of the party fading into the background. I wanted to tell her everything—how much I’d missed her, how much I’d thought about her over the years—but I wasn’t sure how. Then, she looked at me with those familiar eyes and in that moment, I knew everything I had been holding back had been waiting for this—waiting for the right time, the right moment, and maybe, just maybe, this was it. "I've missed you."