The Broken Hearted Will Be Loved (Tristan Ludlow/OC)

Spring.

The time of warm sunshine in the cool afternoon breezes. Perfect blue skies with the occasional cloud to give shade,but . . . . . the crystal blue eyes and blonde hair with deep hearty laugh will drift through my memory always. Maybe until I find love again, or when the days become short and the nights are long. He will come for me.

But he won't be Tristen Ludlow. I will his inner spirit animal the bear.

He will lead me to love and sanctuary.