Love and Hate at 8B316

Time slips by before we even notice. Opening an old notebook, I find its lines filled with tangled feelings and memories. It feels as though I have returned to those days of storms and hardship. The memories of the past remain, only with a little less sorrow and splendor, and a little more weariness.

Life is so long. Thank you for loving me in the best years of my life, and for teaching me how to love. Though I was left covered in wounds, I still never turned back. Thank you for taking me through the crashing waves and gentle currents of love, and for letting me experience the warmth and romance of calm waters after the raging storm.