She remembered that feeling. It was like flying and not knowing where to land or if landing was even possible. Like little bolts of electricity shooting through her veins.
She looked in his eyes, thought of all the struggles that had brought them both to this point in time. There had been times when she had almost given up. Walked away… only to find herself running back into his open embrace.
She was a teenager all over again, walking into class… nervously clutching her hands together.
She was a toddler struggling with her steps, never sure if she would stay up or fall down.
She looked in the mirror and saw different gradations of life each time.
Her brain was fragmented now, but still whenever she looked at him… He knew