The Last Letter

found my way back.

I’m sorry.

I know those words aren’t enough.

I’ve spent ten years trying to remember who I was.

I remember now.

I remember you.

I remember the promise beneath the lighthouse.

I remember saying I’d love you until the sea forgot my name.

Please don’t stop writing.

Yours,
Daniel

Emma stood frozen.

No one knew about the promise beneath the lighthouse.continue reading …