She has returned to the light of my day, to give me some sort of hope in a world where there is none. For she was my companion once, she will be so again one day. But upon her return to my world, will come the winds of change as well. Her dreams match my own, and neither are very pleasant. We know what we’re up against, and our path is only lit by a single beacon of light…a light that could possibly be mistaken for something vivid and horrid. Something others would shy away from, until the truth is told.
mlgkats, about 1 month ago
cool good for her she knows when you need her the most , excellent writing and that is what love is…mel