Forever Is Only The Beginning

Is It Really Sick For Me To Be Happy Right Now?" I Asked. My Voice Broke Twice. He Didn't Push Me Away. He Pulled Me Tight Against His Ice-hard Chest, So Tight It Was Hard To Breathe, Even With My Lungs Securely Intact. "i Know Exactly What You Mean," He Whispered. "but We Have Lot Of Reasons To Be Happy. For One, We're Alive." "yes," I Agreed. "that's A Good One." "and Together," He Breathed. His Breath Was So Sweet It Made My Head Swim.

And I Started To Cry Again, Realizing That It Must Be Changing Him, Too, This Man Who Was Kind Enough To Be A Soul But Strong As Only A Human Could Be.

From That First Little Touch, The Whole World Had Shifted. Where Before There Was Just One Thing I Could Not Live Without, Now There Were Two. There Was No Division – My Love Was Not Split Between Them Now; It Wasn’t Like That. It Was More Like My Heart Had Grown, Swollen Up To Twice Its Size In That Moment. All That Extra Space, Already Filled. The Increase Was Almost Dizzying.

You Are The Most Beautiful Thing In My World.

Happy And Sad, Elated And Miserable, Secure And Afraid, Loved And Denied, Patient And Angry, Peaceful And Wild, Complete And Empty...all Of It. I Would Feel Everything. It Would All Be Mine.