Moments came and went, she thought. It was love that bound them together into a life.
"It doesn't matter how long it takes." She thought of him, of them, the lifetime already shared. "It's how long it lasts."
Things have a way of falling into place.
You have to trust or you're only living half a life.
There are no dead ends, just detours.
Pretending the past doesn't exist is as bad as living in it.