She wasn't trusting and was scared of so much. She didn't expect to have a beautiful, wonderful, loving life. And I didn't expect that I would be the one to reap the benefits of giving her this life.

In time, I found out how troubled and hurt and broken she was. I did everything I could do - I refused to stop trying, refused to accept that she wasn't supposed to be on this earth. I fought for her and somehow that lead me to fight for myself. My own unhappiness and struggles. We fought together and we beat many of the demons that haunted us.

This incredible bond of trust and love and security flourished between us - it was something that you can only feel with a soulmate. A true kindred spirit that makes you whole. Henna was that for me - I guess IS that for me.

In time we gathered wonderful memories - they were always tucked in between our challenges, but they meant the world to the both of us. Simple times where she laid on my chest, comforted in my heartbeat and my heart full and heavy from her weight on my chest.

She would come to me and hide her eyes - our way to communicate that we had to shut out our demons for a while...just find solace in each others strong arms and heart.

Occasionally I would get tiny kisses. They were few and far between, but I showered her with as many as I was able to give and I know she felt that love in each of them.

In the end, I had to let her go. The demons were too strong and there was nothing else I could do to save her from herself. I hope she somehow thanks me and doesn't hate me. This is my only prayer - I just want her to know that I love her so so much. I miss her so so much and I am looking forward to the time when our souls reconnect. I love you Henna banenna.