So. I keep a catalog in my mind of all the moments of happiness. The minutes of pure joy.
I would trade all of them, every single one. For the chance to be completely available when we met.
You … us. Being with you. I was happy. Really, truly happy. For those few months, I was happy. Before then, you were the light of my days. And then, you were a fire in my soul. Our trip, our escape… a fantasy. A reality… a kind of love I’d forgotten I’d ever wanted.
I’m ok now. Alone. I’m happy. That fire didn’t go out. You still burn inside me.
But. I want you. You were there when this journey started. I want you with me now. Today. For as long as we both can walk this path. Even if it is only until tomorrow.
Together, our fire will drive the world.
