She said she would come back, and be with him forever. Those
words kept running in his head.
He loved her more than anything in the world, and was
willing to do anything for her, but I guess that wasn't
enough.
It all started in the summer. He saw her and couldn't keep
his eyes off of her. She was the most beautiful thing he
ever saw, and he knew right then, right there, that they
were meant to be, and nothing will stop him from winning her
heart.
He was right: from the first moment they talked and their
eyes met they couldn't stand being apart from each other.
The summer was drifting away as the trees began to lose
their leaves; the streets were covered with fog, and the
first rain appeared, but they didn't notice the cold and the
nakedness of the trees - they were too happy, too much in
love to notice anything.
It seamed to be perfect, a little too perfect for his
opinion. He was well known as a person that couldn't just
accept the fact that good things might happen to him; he
always waited for something to come and make him miserable
again.
One morning he opened his eyes and instead of watching her
sleep as he usually did, he woke up next to an empty bed and
a note on her pillow saying:
"I left you not because I don't love you, but because I love
you too much but I'm afraid of hurting you.
You mean the world to me and I can't see myself living
without you. I wasn't completely honest with you; I'm
keeping a big secret from you. I need some time to be alone.
Don't try to look for me, just wait for me in our spot: in
the forest where we had our first kiss. I promise I'll come
back, just wait for me."

If you will go to the forest you will find him sitting there
and still waiting for her.
It's been years but he's not willing to move; he just knows
that she will come back.
The moon shines on his hopeful eyes. Surrounded by the naked
trees, he will sit there until she will come back.