She trusted him with her secrets.
Fell in love while lost in a dark place.
He found her. Made her feel whole. Beautiful. Loved.
But it was not the right time for him.
The moment passed and she saw darkness again. Sadness. Loneliness.
The months slipped by, life continued, but was empty… she missed him desperately.
One day, years later, there he was.
It was hard to trust again. He had been gone so long. She had lost her soul.
But he was patient. He wouldn’t give up. He wouldn’t let her give up.
And they fell in love all over again.
Life isn’t perfect. But their love is stronger than any imperfection.
Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives it ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.
~ William Shakespeare