As the sun set, the young man walked along the beach, lost in thought. He had been coming to this spot every day for the past week, ever since he had first met her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he couldn't stop thinking about her.
He had first seen her sitting on the sand, watching the waves. She had been alone, and he had been drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He had sat down next to her and introduced himself, and they had talked for hours. He had learned that her name was Ella, and she was a local university student. She was studying to be a teacher and loved working with children.
They talked about their families, friends, and dreams for the future. He had told her about his job as a writer, and she had told him about her love of music. They had laughed, talked, and shared stories, and by the time the sun had set, he had felt like he had known her his whole life.
He had asked her out on a date, and she had said yes. They had gone to dinner and a movie and then walked along the beach, talking and laughing. He had kissed her goodnight, and he had been sure that he was falling in love with her.
But then, the next day, she told him she was moving away. She got a job offer in another city and was leaving in two weeks. He had been heartbroken, but he had told her that he would miss her. He had kissed her goodbye and watched her walk away, knowing he would never see her again.
He had returned to this spot every day since then, hoping to see her again. But she had never been back. He knew she was gone but couldn't let her go. He still thought about her every day and dreamed about her at night.
He knew that he would never forget her. She was the love of his life, and he would never love anyone else the way he loved her.
He sat on the sand, watching the waves and thinking about her. He would never forget her, and he would always love her.