The Sunny Day

They say you never forget your first love. I was 30 when I fell for Wren. We'd meet at the beach after school. Wren had kind eyes that made my heart skip. Everything felt perfect. Years later, I saw Wren at a funeral. We smiled, hugged, promised to keep in touch. We never did. But that feeling? It's still there, tucked away in a corner of my heart.