I have spent so long dreaming of recent events. So many restless nights, thinking about her, about us. At long last, I dream no more. She is there, when I wake. She is there when I return. She is there when I need her.
She fills the hole within me I thought nobody ever could. When she is gone, the massive emptiness hurts beyond description, but I hurt no more. I was a deadman. This I told any man or woman that made to change my mind about being imprisoned. But she is with me and I am alive. This is how things are meant to be, she says. I don't know whether she means it, or that it is how they have to be. I don't know. But I love her, I trust her. I am her's.
She is scared, I can feel it. Though she will not tell me why. If I ask, she keeps it to herself.. I won't force it out of her. I want to prove to her she can trust me as I trust her. I want everything to be okay. I want her to feel safe. I want her to be okay..
She knows my story. A tale which nobody has ever heard. She said she does not know me. But she knows me better than anyone. It will take time. Things like this don't happen overnight, I understand that. She means too much to wish it did. She has all the time she needs.. SHe is worth the wait.. Worth everything. Abrianna, I love you and you have all the time in the world.
I love her. I trust her. I cannot lose her, for that would be my end.
