Even then.
She would remain mine.
I should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve sensed the warning signs: the first time my heart tap danced when she smiled. The moment when my gut clenched because her happiness affected my future rather than just my present. The second my entire body drenched in sensitivity whenever she came near.
All those warning signs I’d ignored or misread.
But now I understood the message.
I was dead without her.
I was alive with her.
Simple.
mü-kem-meeeeeel