Rose sat outside of the old building, her black dress soaked from the rain. All she wanted to do was to see her old home, and when she arrived she saw that it was destroyed. Tears threatened to spill over as she looked around at the desolate old building where she had last seen her childhood love. It had been a few hard years and she couldn't imagine that he was waiting for her, or even that he remembered her; but some ember of hope still remained that one day it would all be ok again.