“Amidst the zeniths and nadirs of our entwined journey, spanning a mere quintet of winters, I remained oblivious. Were I cognizant that the love I harbored for you would be dwarfed by the profound ache of your departure, I would have leisurely savored our shared moments. Yet, even armed with this perspicacity, had you unfurled before me the intricacies we would traverse and the residual fragments now, I would unequivocally have chosen you. Forever and always.”

© Trystin M.D Rehfeld