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Let me tell you this: I imagined this scenario a million times over my head. What I would say when I see you for who you are, how you are and what you meant to me. Meant to me;Meant to be with me. I would tell you how inside me I would burst in tears thanking god as profusely as I could for his grace in showing me that love is standing right in front of me. His hands, held open, his lips, with faith and truth. I would tell you about the nights I cried in silence, the tears in your absence. I would tell you how you collected them in a jar and drank it all so I wouldn't be reminded of it, so we would share the pain such that it's not longer pain but something we share. 

We. I would tell you how I forgot I. How my life now I see, would be we, us. How we would walk through the storm together, walk through the fire unscathed because of us, of we, of what we have is nothing anything or anybody can take away from us.