My first love left home to chase his dream at becoming a musician.
The night he left, I gave him my most prized possession: a heart locket that I had worn every day for 15 years.

6 years later, a waiter brought a jewelry box to my table. " The man by the door sent this for you."

There he was, grinning at me. "So where were we?"

A/N: rhythm of love. 😍❤️