Nathanael

{Past} In high school I had met a girl, she was sweet and gentle, we fell in love and started dating, the following year I was going to leave for Miami, my mother was terminally ill, but the pain in my chest hit me at the thought of saying goodbye to the girl I loved the most, I left early in the morning, while she was sleeping. {At the moment} Upon arriving at the airport I feel the aroma that fills the air, the memories returning, but I am interrupted by the call of a familiar voice, was it... her?

My great love