There’s a storm brewing

Here, give me your hand. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

She opened her eyes, gently dropped the coin in the fountain and watched it drift to the bottom joining hundreds of other wishes.

What once I faced with uncertainty I no longer do.

I just have to remember…

Your, “I love you’s” may no longer echo in my ears
But they will forever haunt my heart.

It could have been in black and white and I still would have seen her rainbow of colors.

You may think it’s too late but it is never too late. No matter what your age you can start now…