Angkor Wat in 06, it was a great day we spent, wandering among the solemn ancient ruins, still magnificent after centuries of disrepair; abandoned, forgotten and overrun by forest.

  

Over dinner last night, our conversation touched on travelling and Cambodia, which prompted me to look through the photo album when I got home. 

I still miss her, it comes at times, these feelings of nostalgia bordering on melancholy, but it's not killing me anymore, I shrug it off, but I wonder how her leg is doing and I wonder what might have been.