Tints and Papers

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I walked and crossed streets carelessly inviting death. At night I prayed to never wake up only to find myself drowning in cups of coffee every morning —like an endless loop of torture. I knew I was dying inside. I barely felt myself breathing but then I met you. The crazy, beautiful misunderstood boy.

Your written words became my string of hope. I held unto you, gently and lightly at first until that day I stood at the edge of a cliff. I watched the sunrise from slumber and when the breathtaking sea of clouds came into my view, I realized I can't just let myself let go of a man like you. Never have I seen a spectacle and I was in awe of what God can do.

As I climbed down that mountain I knew it was time to close a chapter in my life. I hurried home with thoughts of you. My heart racing, beating the life back into me. Hoping against hope that you'll wait for me and you did. Now new pages will be written and this time, it's with you. We'll create our own story —our weird, funny, out of this universe, love story.