Uncertainties and Forbidden Love.

November 2016 |
Months after your departure, I still look to see your house when I pass by your old road. 
Though once a safe spot, a comforting home.
Now an empty nest with nowhere to go. 
I think of all the planned and spontaneous adventures we endured, during the two summers we so graciously spent together. 
Climbing willows and laying in grassy fields, sitting in the back of an empty dark church parking lot, these are the memories I hold dear to my heart. 
I remember once thinking you were the so full of life and crazily intriguing.
Someone like me that was eager for new experiences and up for a challenge. 
Boy was it challenge.
But these were all things that made me fall deeply in love with you. 
As the year and months on top passed, so did countless rising actions, plot twists and every new chapter had some sort of conflict.
Sometimes this keeping you at the edge of your seat wanting to find out more.
And other times it was soul wrenching, angry, the sort of upset that made your throat get dry and sore.
This didn't make us close the book. 
Instead more and more hopeless chapters were written. 
Perhaps they were long gone and past it's due date. 
But it's been real. 
This is a novel of uncertainties and forbidden love.