The sun was still up there, gazing at us. There was no soul around, just total silence. As we held our breath, we could hear our hearts beating.

That was something special. It lasted only a few moments, but it will last forever in my memories…

Now that I am a hundred years old, remembering this brings me pure joy. I am not fully sure if this is because of the pure beauty of the place… or if it reminds me that once, long ago, I was young and full of life. Ah, nostalgia, my dear, what are you doing to me? Was living then better? What exactly changed? What exactly happened? Is it life that changed? Or is it my perception?

Things that I disliked then are now pleasant to me. Things that I liked then are now meaningless. However, there is one thing that has remained constant throughout all those years: her.