I had lost all hope of finding him again. We had been so in love, but life had taken us down different paths. I often wondered what had become of him, where he was and if he ever thought of me. The memories of our time together were bittersweet and every day, I longed to relive those moments. But it seemed as though fate had other plans.
Years went by and life moved on without him. I tried to forget him, but his memory lingered on. I dated, loved and lost, but nothing could replace the love I once shared with him. I had resigned myself to the fact that we had lost each other forever.
But then, out of the blue, a message from him appeared in my inbox. My heart leaped with excitement and trepidation. I was afraid to open the message, afraid of what it might contain. But I couldn't resist. As I read his words, I knew that fate had brought us back together.
We reconnected and it was as if no time had passed. We talked for hours, catching up on everything that had happened in our lives. It was comforting to know that he too had never forgotten me. As we talked, the flame that had once burned so brightly between us was rekindled.
We made plans to meet, and as we embraced, I knew that I had found what I had lost so many years ago. We talked about our dreams and aspirations, the past and the present. We laughed, we cried and we reminisced about the times we had shared.
We had both grown and changed, but the love between us remained the same. It was as if we had been given a second chance. We both knew that this time around, we wouldn't let anything or anyone come between us.
Today, we are happily married with a family of our own. It took years of wandering and searching, but we found each other again. Fate may have taken us down different paths, but it brought us back together in the end.
Lost and found - it's a story of reunited love, one that I will cherish forever.