I once feared that I had lost you, you fell down into the drain of life and you were washed away forever.
I once feared that you were gone. You died. The person I looked up to was gone, the person who I wished to one day be, she was a thing of the past.
I once feared that there was no hope. It didn't matter how hard I wished, or how often I would pray, there was no bringing you back.
Today I smile. As we walk towards the future we pick up the peices and hold them gently, these delicate peices are becoming thicker. As we walk, the direction in which we move becomes more clear and significant. As we walk, we walk together. I feel no fear.
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