There was something there, just a glimpse. It lasted only a split second. Something there, that was pushing me back to Him.
I think it was you. Because not only can I not imagine life without you, I canβt imagine death without you either . . . and this seems like the best option.
And just minutes after this realization, came the final push that I needed. Back to him. I know what I was meant to do now. Itβs all for you.