I wasn't always a negative person; saying 'no' to things was just a survival reflex I developed along the way just to get by. Hovered and hunted down, it was inevitable. I experienced my unfair share of ups and downs, trapped, inconsolable, and disenchanted. I was counting my days, disheartened and waiting to be perished. It was only a tiny glimmer of hope that pulled me back to my senses.
For the longest period of my life, I had forgotten what it was to be free. Happiness was the least expected privilege that I could chase after. I wasn't the fighter anymore, losing my dreams and courage in a combat left to count my days in trepidation, I had no idea what to do or what was to come, all I knew was I was doomed for life. I never knew I would find someone special along the way, that saying a simple 'yes' could open the door to all the beautiful things that I had not even for a moment dared to contemplate in my life. I'd always be grateful to him for coming my way when I least expected for someone to pull my hand and hold me safe.
Happy anniversary my dear, cheers to us and the many years to come after