taking a walk via the bridge of love, i took in the gentle but cold breeze as it brushed across my face.
i smiled to myself thinking, "it's been 3 years since we first met."
it doesn't hurt me to think about it anymore.
in actual fact, it comforts me.
i was happy and loved before i was drained.
and even though it took time for me to heal, it made me even stronger.
if i had the choice to go back in time and choose whether to meet you with the roughness of your waves, i would always pick one answer.
over and over again.
"yes."
