Last winter, when everything was covered in white. It was that time of year when you can hear your own steps, a Twin peaks kind of sound followed every move.
I was almost passed out, sitting alone by the bar at St James hotel, when she walked in.
She asked me to join her outside for a smoke, and I knew at that moment that she was a blessing. A knight in shining armor. The Evelyne type the Ansgar in me had always longed for.
Some nights are nothing less than a black swan phenomenon, and those are the ones that change you.
Eva was the first name, and I came to life when she took me in her arms. She's the one who picked me up from the floor. The one who wasn't scared off when I showed my true colors. The one who truly understood everything about me and she did this by looking deep inside of her self.