We Are Of The Reckless Kind

25 - Epilogue

My favorite author once said that you can love someone so much, but you can never love people as much as you can miss them.

I got over Luke. I did. It took me some time, but I did. I still miss him though, so much. And I am so grateful for our little time together.

You know what the worst thing is? I didn't even get to say goodbye. Or that I love him. That's what hurts me the most. He died right in front of me and I didn't say that I loved him. I barely made it to his funeral. I couldn't watch his body being dropped in a hole, just to rot for the next 200 years.

It's scary, you know, losing someone. It's even scarier falling for someone all over again, knowing that you could lose them too. But I did. I fell for someone and he caught me and he's holding me so tight I don't think he'll ever let me go.

I think Luke was right. I did find someone to love me, but our love can never be like the one Luke and I had.

I still have problem with this. With comparison. I believe that nothing will be better that the relationship Luke and I had. But truth is, it can be better. My husband treats me so well and I have a great home and a great family. Our little girls are our treasure and they're what ties us together the most.

I have everything. Everything I can ever wish to have. But I still can't help imagining what it would be like if Luke was the one I look forward to coming home every night.

I just know that if Luke was here he'd say: ''Stop thinking about me, Hazel Winters, and go make another baby with your husband.''

And I would be happy. Scratch that, I am happy. So, so happy.

And I still love him so much. And he'll always have a place in my heart.

No, not always.

Forever.