A Chance Encounter of love

Years had passed since we last saw each other. Life had taken us on separate paths, leading us to different cities, different lives. But sometimes, fate has a way of bringing us back together, even when we least expect it.
It was a crisp autumn afternoon when I decided to take a stroll through the park I used to frequent as a child. The leaves were turning vibrant shades of orange and red, creating a breathtaking tapestry against the clear blue sky. As I wandered through the familiar paths, a sense of nostalgia washed over me.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling out my name. I turned around and saw her standing there, her eyes wide with surprise. It was Sarah, my first love. Time had been kind to her, but the spark in her eyes was the same as I remembered.
We spent the next hour catching up, sharing stories about our lives and laughing about old memories. It was like no time had passed at all. The feelings I had for her, buried deep within me, resurfaced with a force I hadn't anticipated.
As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the park, we realized it was time to go. We exchanged numbers, promising to stay in touch. As I walked away, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. It was a bittersweet encounter, a reminder of what once was and a glimpse of what could have been.