The ability to believe in love requires faith


This seems too good to be true.

It can't be real.

Can it?

When had love found him?

It had always abandoned him before.

Wasn't it his plight in life to always be left to hurt and grieve for love that would never be his to hold and cherish?

Wasn't that what was real?

A reaffirming touch reaches out to ground him as a quiet plea reaches his ears."Stop doubting what you feel."

"I've never been here before," He answers honestly.

"I promise you, this is real."