Wild horses couldn’t keep me away.
She was like a drug.
Beautiful at times, yet ugly and ferocious at others.
And after all these years I was going back to her.
I was going to rediscover her all over again.
Was I too old for her now?
Would she want me?
And most important of all: would I let myself fall in love again with someone I’d walked away from once before? And would I be able to love again after so much heartbreak?