3 April 2012
"Why must you go?" I asked my love, tears slowly falling down my cheeks. He wiped them away with his soft, protective hands. " Its my destiny, but I promise you I will come back to you." We both smiled, looking into each others eyes, and he soon walked away. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. And it was almost a year since he went, I waited and waited, about to give up hope of ever seeing him again when I saw him, staring at me with a big smile across his face right by our tree where we carved our initials. I ran into his arms, and everything seemed perfect.
The Wait • Opuss № I