From The Beginning

The story of our life has limited pages but my book began with you. As I read the words upon each page, I started with one and skimmed twenty two, I flipped to one seventy four and read to page four forty four and then although still curious, I closed the book with no plans to ever open it again. Still many chapters left unread until my heart asked what the next page said. Some lines were blurry but eventually became crystal clear when I realized you were not just a few chapters, you were the entire novel, my dear.