Sunday, March 23, 2014

The Longest Night in History



I've never seen a more memorable, more beautiful, more mesmerizing sight than watching shadows and light fight over your features again and again. The battle would get so close then the light would always win. There was a spark in your eye even in the darkest of times, a spark that reached out and just held my heart, so surely, so sweetly in it's imaginative hands as though everything would be okay. As though we were exactly where we were meant to be. So I stood before you being as happy as I could ever remember being, and I melted for you, I jumped with you, and together we learned what it means to love ourselves, to love each other, but also to love the life we live. And for that, for all of it, I thank you.

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