The cruel truth of it all is not everything happens for a reason

. Sometimes we make wrong decisions and are asked to live with them for the rest of our lives, and I am well aware I must live with mine. Still, on the lonely nights, when I am halfway to hell and haven’t slept right in weeks, I look up deep into the night sky, and I stop and I smile. I am reminded that although we now walk separate paths, that although the years will pass and someday we’ll be dust I will carry with me the knowledge that for one brief flash of a moment, and against all odds, our stars crossed and that will always, always be enough...