He spoke to me in French. I just stared at his perfectly coiffed side burns while not understanding a word that came from his lips. My mind wandered imagining this person in situations that I only imagine you and I in. My answer was right there. I abruptly ended the conversation and literally just walked away. He was probably still talking. I didn’t care. My heart is with you, my mind is with you, my body is with you. It’s just not going to change. I love you as deeply as the day you put the ring on my finger and as deeply as I did the day you took it off. Without end……
