She was sleeping in a quiet bedroom beside her brother, separated only by glass and sand from the young man she loved, a young man who loved her back

That she had somehow taken the initiative to learn my name should have struck me then, but it did not. Instead, as she stood on the street with the rain coming down and mascara running onto her cheeks, all I could think was that I'd never seen anyone more beautiful.

Man and wife were supposed to stay together because they'd made their vows in front of God and family.

and all I could think was that I would like to spend every morning for the rest of my life waking up beside her

I think my dad was happy. I phrase it like this because he seldom showed much emotion. Hugs and kisses wwere a rarity for me growing up, and when they did happen, they often struck me as lifeless, something he did because he felt he was supposed to, not because he wanted to.

The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together.

Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.