Reminiscing

Reminiscing. From the beginning she told me she wasn't looking for what happened. She didn't tell me from the beginning exactly why she didn't trust men. That took time. She told me time and again I could leave, but don't drag it out, don't invest the time if I wasn't willing to see it thru. And when it became something neither of us expected, I was told I'd better have 30 years to give her. I agreed. I gave her eleven. Eleven of some of the best and worse years of both our lives. The effect she had on me changed me forever. Hopefully for the better. When you decide to love someone, you make room for them in your heart. When they leave, that room is empty, no one else can fill it. I still miss you Shortstack.