March 28, 2016

My dearest,

Remember, years and years ago, when we first met, when we weren’t sure?

“How can we be sure this will work?”

“I don’t know … We don’t, I guess.”

“Why bother, then? What is there for us?”

“There is now.”

There is now. There has been eight years. And many more to come.

There is now. There is always now.

Yours, ever and always.