If I loved You Again

t was the kind of rain that made the world feel quieter, smaller, intimate...

a moment, breathing in the faint scent of coffee and Ari's presence that seemed to cling stubbor

ided by keeping people at arm's length. And yet, here she was, reading a confession from the wo

t was a message from

oday? You seem

rusting herself to speak the words aloud. How could she explain that the person who

She thought of Ari, the careful tilt of her head, the way her smile had once made everythin

ering streetlights, the world around them dissolving into a coc

past. She told herself firm

her that some connections never truly fade. She had loved Ari fully, without re

bed her coat and umbrella, stepping out into the drizzle. The city smelled of wet asphalt and

time? Why had she left? Coul

a familiar café down the street, the same one she had met Ari at years ago. Somet

politely as she passed. Kim spotted a corner table, empty except for a single notebook and pen. It was like a small

d hesitant, but they grew steadier as she poured out memories, regrets, and a cautious

ain. This time, it was a mes

he old bridge. 5 PM. I need

y, as if the world itself was conspiring to remind her that some loves weren

el hope or fear. But deep down, she knew one th

oves demand faith. And some lo

rain, letting it wash away the hesitation and fear. Tomorrow, she woul

lone, heart trembling, read