It seemed unreal. Her soft voice speaking my name once more as though in a dream; a dream I’d had so many times, but now it was real.

Having yearned for this day for so long, why was I feeling so helpless? Stella seemed to sense my dazed feelings and put her arms around me and gently kissed my cheek. It was true bliss and I kissed her cheek and then kept our cheeks touching, just as we used to do when dancing twenty years ago.

Stella was now married and had a daughter and a son. The whole family was there and they all so kind and understanding when I, this stranger, stepped into their lives.

Now I was wondering why? What was I doing here? Why was this lost love of mine being re-visited? I tried to look blasé and carefree but I knew that I’d never stopped loving Stella. I needed to know how she felt about me, even though she was happily married. Although I’d found her again I knew that this was but the beginning of my search for my long-lost love, my darling sweetheart of yesteryear.