I still remember.
5 years ago.
I thought our relationship was perfect; no one could ever split us. They were against us, but we did not listen. It was us two against the world. And every touch, kiss and love making only made us stronger. You were my everything. More than I ever dared to dream about. So perfect and caring, caring more about other than you did about yourself. You never spoke of your problems before I busted you for holding more than you need inside, and then you would cry on my shoulders, and beg for me to not think of you as a pathetic cry-baby.
My dear Wookie…I never thought of you like that…I never thought a