i've done a few things in this life, well, quite a few things really, and i have a lot of memories of other lives. In this life, i have lived as best as i can, i have loved, been loved and seen love. I have also seen hatred, felt it, tried not to feel it in myself. My birthdays have been and gone, my life has rushed me by. I have ssen things, done things that no-one should see or do. I've helped others, stood by them through as much as i could.
Then something amazing happened, i felt true love, tasted it, heard it, smelled it, never wanted to let it go and had it returned. but i lost it. It was taken from me, i would go through everything all over again to have it back. It wasn't even anything i did wrong, and the pain is getting worse every day, it doesn't get better, it doesn't get easier. But i have hope, however slim it may be, i have hold of hope, and i won't let it go. Until the adventure calls.