Gemotions

He stared at the old playground swing set, lost in thought. She stood nearby, watching him, a warm feeling spreading through her chest. It had been years, but his presence still stirred something within her. "This place… it feels like…," he began, his voice trailing off, "like I know you from somewhere." Her mouth curved into a secret smile. She felt a delicious sense of freedom, as if the world held endless possibilities. "Maybe you do," she said, her voice light and airy, "but you can't quite place me?"