I don't know... But it's been 4 years... so that must mean something?
Kidding.
In my whole entire life... the only person I have ever asked God, or heaven, or whoever the powerful being is to keep alive and to stay with me forever, was my Grandmother. She was the only one I cried myself to night begging heaven to stay with me a little longer... Then I met him... and he became part of that wish, too.
I suppose... that must mean something.
