100 words x 365 days
She reached for him not because her soul was seeking, but because she was his lighthouse and he was her storm. As the waves broke in the world around, her light kept him warm enough always to find his way back to her arms. No matter the depth of their love, when the day comes for the perfect storm, they will both drown together, holding each other through the starless night. Their love was born forever. Not even Mother Nature could break what was written in the stars the day they said hello. Death is just another passage in life.