Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away.
When I heard you might be here, and that you might still be alive, I knew I should be happy, but I wasn’t. I was terrified. I didn’t understand why until now. From the moment I saw you in New York, in the instant you stepped back in my life, I knew. I knew I’d never stopped loving you. And before I even had a chance to take a breath, I… I lost you once more, and all that pain that I had pushed down for all those years, it just came… rushing back, and I… I didn’t know if I could go through it again.