Under The Stars

My thoughts were bleak, troubled and clouded. Much like tonight's sky except for a few stars shining.
I have been sitting at my writing desk for over three hours now, just sitting there and watching the light darken outside as the hours went by.

It's not that I am sitting here for no reason. I am waiting for words somewhat appropriately important to write down. Words that would best describe the love of my life. How his soul has collided with mine and caused a singularity of love.

But for me to do so, I must go back and think of all the memories I have had with him. All the smiles, laughing, yelling, tears, all of it. I need to dig deep, down to the source of it all.

I picked my pen up and stared up at the few stars in the sky finding a starting point; how we first met...