I'm not sure if it is safe to call it love, but I know I'm comfortable calling it that. I know that in her heart the blisters will heal, and I promise that I won't let her hurt like that again. She needs time, and time is what I will give. I need hope, and hope is what she is giving. I am content with where I am right now, and so is she, atleast that is what she tells me. There will be a time for this story to unfold, and we will see how our story begins...