From the first moment I touched her, I knew she was the one.
Torn apart by circumstance we could never be together. Never far from my thoughts, I watched her for seven years from the other side of the world.
It’s painfully ironic that the only woman strong enough to hold me is the one who can tear my whole family apart. I broke the cardinal rule but it was worth it.
I would do it again. Do anything just to hold her in my arms.
I can’t ache like this any longer. I need her one more time.