Before you, Bella, my
life was like amoonless
night. Very dark, but there
werestars- points oflight and reason...and then you shotacrossmy sky
like ameteor.
Suddenly everything was onfire; therewasbrilliancy,
there wasbeauty. When
you were gone, when themeteorhadfallen
over the horizon, everything
wentblack.Nothing had
changed, but my eyes wereblinded by the light. Icouldn't
seestarsanymore. And there wasno more reasonforanything.