i sat in bed, smiling. smiling at the memories of those four lovely hours. and i wondered if it was right. right for us? of course. but the way other people see it? maybe not so much. but i smiled to myself because it didn't feel wrong. it felt so right. and i just thought, "**** it. if it wasn't meant to happen, it wouldn't have happened." i think we were meant to be. life is too short to not be happy.
