...and it was almost gone in the blink of an eye.
10 years, 15 total. I love this man so damn much that the thought of losing him leave the metallic taste of fear in my mouth. Watching him struggle to breathe when breath will not come. Seeing him locked in a stony embrace, looking at me with empty eyes, unrecognizing of the woman who pledged forever 10 years ago.
So here we are. 10 years.
We are no strangers to hard times, just as we are no stranger to good times. The thing of it is, make more good than bad.
I love you baby.