9/28/2014 Alive

It was right there at the unfinished bridge, the sun just seconds from setting, with the three people I loved the most, that I realized this is it. This is the moment I am truly alive, this is the moment that I am not just bones and loneliness, this is the moment that I am real and breathing and happy, this is the moment I’ll always remember when I think of the four of us—no matter where we might be years from now. This is what I’ll always go back to, the four of us sitting on an unfinished bridge, alive and content and happy.

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