After hours of making love to her while we were inside each other's heads, I was convinced.
Flirting with the idea of death many times, almost going crazy, going crazy then going back and all the time traveling in different times or dimensions... I'd gladly go through that rollercoaster as many times as it takes me to finally reach this one stop.
Yesterday's Elizabeth.
She was finally where I had been for months now. And this wasn't the bond playing tricks on us even if we did end up announcing it to the world like that at some point, the bond was just an excuse. Pulled to each other or not, I didn't give a damn about that and neither did she. The joy that we shared was more than a justification to embrace our fate... written in our starts or not, we were together yesterday by choice, not by a force of nature.
I chose her willingly, she chose me back. That was stronger than some uncontrollable broken switch inside somebody's heart and much more gratifying.
