The Love Note

I stare at this photo in shock. I remember it being taken. I remember clearly thinking that this could very well be the last time that we ever were on a beach together. I remember knowing that you were right behind me, taking the photograph. I remember feeling scared, sick to my stomach, that the end was near.

Yet, as I stare at the photo, I appear to be looking confidently, lovingly at the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

I like to think that photo is divinely sent from a happy, confident me to an insecure, lost me. A sign from the future that shows me I am almost out of the storm. Just let go.