Into his dry life, the rain had begun to fall. He felt surprisingly free in the uncontrolled downpour of her friendship, compassion and deep love. She gave to him and he did not run from it. He allowed himself to be supported as he had supported so many for so many years in so many ways. So often he was left at the end of the day, drained...knowing he had given his all, ready to do it again with each new sunrise. This was a pattern......he had grown accustomed to it. Never did it occur to him to ask for help, little did he know he never had to ask.
She was there, unconsciously aware that she was ready for their paths to intersect. A gentle meeting, on a seemingly typical day changed them both forever.
Through the joys, the soft and rocky journey, the pain and the passion....they chose to be beside each other...in the light, the dark, the twilight, the beginning and the end. <3
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