I hope you outlive me so I never have to know what life is like without you.

I married a man who was as much a part of me as my own soul.

I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

I was getting what I had always wanted, him wanting me.

We made love. Extraordinary love.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

I wrapped my arms around him like I was saving an oak tree.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.