She Said She Would Forget You

She met him, the one who made her heart race, in the very best years of her life.

Perhaps they were too young to know how to cherish each other, or perhaps they had squandered their love too completely. No matter how deeply it had taken root in their hearts, in the end they were still no more than fleeting passersby in each other's lives. Perhaps years later, when they thought back on it, even their faces would be blurred.

She had once loved a boy so deeply, yet in the end she willingly married someone else, became a devoted wife and mother, and lived a peaceful life. She had not broken her vow to "love only him". She had simply chosen to yield to the happiness reality offered.

He had once felt such a powerful stir of love in his youth, yet in the end he took another hand and walked into marriage, living an ordinary, quiet, warm life. He would never again be so moved, but a love that burns fiercely does not necessarily last.

Perhaps she would never love anyone else in her lifetime. Perhaps he would never forget her. But what difference could that make? The ring on her left hand had already bound her to another person's forever, and fate had already decided the course of the rest of their lives.

Now that we have both grown up, you have given your promise to someone else, and I no longer have you by my side. Still, we both hope the other will find happiness.

When we had decided to go our separate ways, as long as you remember that I once wrote a part of your past, and I remember that you once ruled my world, then we have both been true to the vows we made in our youth.

Don't wonder what might have happened if we had stayed in love, because life often offers no second chances.

I dedicate this story to remembering the time when I loved you.