The Language of Trees

He knew he had been unconditionally in love, but Fate wasn't always kind. She left his life just as quickly as she entered it, leaving him in a blurry world. As much as he missed her and wanted to let her go, he understood that their love was the type of love you didn't have the ability to release—especially not since the trees surrounding him served as a constant reminder of her sweet, gentle voice in his ear.

Author's Note: Banner by me. Plot inspired by the picture in the banner! I own everything :) This was supposed to be written for a contest, but I didn't finish it in time so it's just a plainol' one-shot short story. :) Written for my girl Miranda's birthday! Comments saying that you read it, what you enjoyed, what you hated, etc are very wanted and welcomed!