"Who did that to you?" An eerily calm voice asked from somwhere behind me, I spun around not seeing a thing. Then I saw him, he moved slowly, emerging from the shadows of the trees.And then I saw him for what he was, saw him for who he really was. He was mine and I was his. As I met his eyes it felt like my whole life was layed out before him all of my thoughts, and emotions. I suddenly felt guilty for doing anything without him, for doing anything before him. He now stood infront of me both of his hands on either side of my face, pulling further into him."Tell me what happened." He whispered barely brushing his lips against mine.