I still refuse to believe how easy it was to fall for him. How easily he hopped over the walls I built up over the years, how much he empowered me to change my point of view about me, who I am and how I viewed life in general—it was amazing.

I was happy, and I didn’t realize it then, but I forgot what that feels like. I used to think that happy was for children. Naïve children scrambling after butterflies, but with Kai days were never just feelings of gray between weeks of emotionally consuming darkness—they were sunny.

With him, I was happy.