Her tired old knees groaned under her weight as she took each step trudging around in the favourite corner of her heart.
This was the tiny corner that treasured the most precious memories of those moments of boundless love she had felt for him. And they were still fresh after all the wear and tear her heart had been through: his deep baritone, his mellifluous laughter, his gentle rebukes that amused her so!
She sighed and looked at the sky.
Had she ever haunted him in his thoughts, like he had?
Would she ever see him,
before she breathed her last?
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