For one moment, the clocks stop ticking, the world stops spinning, and life slows to a juddering halt of realisation. Maybe I'd somehow lost the belief; maybe I'd been too busy to remember; maybe, just maybe, I'd taken you for granted.

In that one moment, the stillness, the quiet on the telephone line, the distant presence of your voice in my ear but nowhere near suddenly reminded me of everything that we've been through, and everything that we share between us. I have given so much up for you, and yet you've helped me become who I am today. You are the driving force in my life, and soon enough I will allow that force to pull me home. Home, to your welcoming and loving arms.

The End

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