I come here every day and remember that distant summer.

It will forever be ours.

We talked, read, ate and drank. We shared, and discovered each other.

And we loved. Oh, how we loved! In that idyllic meadow, we joined and found an unimaginable completeness!

I couldn’t get enough of you. Nor you of me.

Being together was everything. The hunger, the passion, those wild moments when we were as one. Desperate, urgent, breathless, forbidden love.

You are gone now, and my world is empty.

I come here every day, in hope.

But I am forever alone.

I miss you.