Journeys end in lovers meeting.

The days have been poured slowly... sometimes it feels that the cup is not getting full at all - maybe is just me, or maybe is just You... not being here. I miss you so much that I sit and play with my memories for extended periods of time; I hold your hand and look into your eyes, I crash in your lips and forget the rest of the world is right by my side... yet I'm not quite satisfied. Your silhouette dances freely on the other side of the frosted translucent glass. Like I went around the world and forgot my luggage at home and I cant' wait for the clocks make days bring it back to me so we can converge again. I am cold, naked and empty... come fill me, like you do - complete me.

All in all, from the very beginning of my existence I always knew I was made for walking... and it has been quite a good time since I knew that you were made to walk with me. I want to walk with you until my time is no longer and then... we will fly together forever.

Easy you are the best thing that have ever happened to me... I love you more than anything.

Thank you for making me alive.