And deep down, I knew you’d never left.
You left me, but I always knew you would come back someday.
With each day, though, doubt grew and grew, until it flooded my body, coursed through my veins and pumped in my chest.
I was broken until almost nothing, without you.
And you came back to me.
And then everything felt alright, and somewhere within my heart I could feel it.
You’d never really left at all.
10.31.09, until forever. “I love you” doesn’t say enough, Michael.
