It's spring, I think, when I finally see the world. I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping. I pad through the floorboard, my feet silent as I walk towards the living room. My feet move to a different direction when I hear the sound from the kitchen.
I see Justin's back in the kitchen, chopping up some vegetables. There is soup boiling on the hob and he stirs it before adding some salt. I walk slowly towards him and wrap my arms around his waist. The sounds of chopping immediately stops. His back stiffens and I hold him tighter.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “Thank you for being with me. Thank you for staying.”
I hear his loud exhale, before his large hands covers mine.
“Are you okay?” he says.
I smile slightly. “I'm back.”
He turns around and cups my face with his hands. His hands feel too large now, or maybe I've just gone thinner.
“Are you really okay?” he says again.
“I wanted to die, Justin. I couldn't see a thing. I couldn't feel a thing. I felt everything just ceased to exist. I no longer existed. I was prepared to disappear. But I kept hearing your voice, calling me over and over. You pulled me back from my despair. You managed to wake me up.”
There are tears glistening in his eyes before they drop freely down his cheeks.
“Are we doing okay?” he asks.
“Yes. If you shall have me, I will never leave you again. Your love awakens me. And your love heals me. You picked up my broken pieces and you glued me together until I became whole again. I love you. You're mine.”
Justin brings my face to his and kisses me gently. “I'm forever yours,” he agrees.
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