An Old Window Lattice

Dusk spread over the old window lattice, and she dug out the unfinished letter that year. The ink has faded into the color of clouds, and the deep floral fragrance of that spring can be seen between the lines. He once said that love lasts forever, but now she believes it - it turns out that the strongest love is not when they meet, but every evening after they say goodbye, when they read old letters.