I Wish There Had Been Someone There

The Part That Kills Me Is That You Already Know. I Already Told You Everything!

I'd Never Seen Anything More Beautiful - Even As I Ran, Gasping And Screaming, I Could Appreciate That. And The Last Seven Months Meant Nothing. And His Words In The Forest Meant Nothing. And It Did Not Matter If He Did Not Want Me. I Would Never Want Anything But Him, No Matter How Long I Lived.

And Then We Continued Blissfully Into This Small But Perfect Piece Of Our Forever.

When I Told You I Didn't Want You It Was The Blackest Kind Of Blasphemy

Sometimes I Wondered If I Was Seeing The Same Things Through My Eyes That The Rest Of The World Was Seeing Through Theirs. Maybe There Was A Glitch In My Brain.