Since depression disabled him in many levels, it is often that i become insecure. We fight sometimes, and mostly out of my insecurities. Not long ago we got into arguments, how i came to distrust his love, uncertain how much i am loved. We spent hours in tears and silence, in distress and incomplete statements. On the edge of letting go, we managed to explain our misunderstandings, by letting our hearts remind us how we truly love each other, thus setting aside how much we wanted to succumb into our own assumptive truths.
One of the most beautiful thing about reconciliation is the establishment of stronger trust and love, and after all that happened, we lied down on the floor, feet on the bed, he looked to me and asked the former question. My heart was overwhelmed. The question itself tells how much he loves me, what's more to fear ? After a long pause, i asked, "do you still need an answer ?" He nodded and i whispered in tears, "i love you so much." @gratimocious i still do, and will always do.
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