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I saw him from across the room watching me. There seemed to be aura eminating from him, attracting me towards him.
I confidantly edged towards him, with friend on cue, latched to arm, for moral support...

It was within the first week of getting to know each other that i realised that this was the beginning of something beautiful.

A year passes, allowing the bond to grow, the comfort levels to rise, the trust to mould, the love to flourish and the interest to never feign..

One night, in the span of an hour, our world comes to a standstill. His actions, thoughtless and inconsiderate, bring him down to his knees. It had not sunken in, that like everyone else, he was not invincible.

I cried most of yesterday, not out of sadness, but out of fear. Fear of losing the one that means the world to me. My best friend and soul mate. The fear of not knowing, but being told of the worst. The events of the weekend moved from bad to worse.. It made me realise how much he had take things for granted. It is not merely enough to be punished, but to learn from the punishments. Should the learning not take effect, the dire result is inevitable. Seems simple enough, right?

We wait in anticipation. Praying for the best, not thinking about the worst. I know that eveything will pan out alright...