In the darkest of nights, I felt alone. I felt only sadness and fear. I felt the pain of the hand that once claimed to love me caress me in places I did not want to be caressed. I felt the pain of emptiness as I laid awake beside the shell of my former self. I felt nothing but the darkest of nights consume my soul.

In the darkest of nights, I wept until my eyes became so heavy that I had no choice but to sleep. I wept in my dreams as I felt my loneliness consume me. I wept in the garden where we first met.

In the darkest of nights, I saw the light as you approached me. In my dreams where I wept, in a garden with no sun, I saw your smile. I saw your hand reach out to me to help me find my way. I saw your eyes filled with hope and love, something I had never seen before.

In the darkest of nights, I awoke from my dream. There is no garden in my life that brings me joy if you cannot be found in the garden. I awoke from my nightmare of a life. I awoke to myself, finding myself, building myself and wanting myself to find you.

In the darkest of nights, I no longer exist. I no longer exist in the garden with you because the garden is no longer a dream. I no longer live in the dream as it spills out into my reality. I no longer exist alone. I no longer feel the pain of the darkest night.

In the darkest of nights, there is an endless garden. A garden that will always lead me to you. A garden that will help me find your smile, your eyes and your love. A garden that will always be our safe haven. A garden that will never end just like our love for one another.

In the darkest of nights, I cherish your light. I cherish your love. I cherish you.