Prologue – February 2012
To this day, even after all the time that has passed and the shit we've put each other through, he is still the most beautiful thing in the world to me. It's almost heartbreaking, really. The way he walks into a room like he owns it and the way his forehead crinkles when he laughs. Or the way he pinches the bridge of his nose when he's frustrated and the way his jaw tightens when he's trying to control his temper. The beauty of his presence blows my mind. I had denied it for so long but now that we are finally here, I can't help but kick myself for ever doubting our love. Although I can't bring myself to regret the time we spent apart, because it brought us to this very moment in time.