I never stopped loving you. Never. I’ve thought about you every damn day since you drove over that hill in your RV.” Squeezing her shoulders, I find her teary eyes and smile softly. “I’ve carried you with me, all this time. You rise and fall with every sun. You’re between the pages of every book I read. You’re with me on every bridge, and you’re in the verses of every song that plays,” I confess. “I never let you go.”
