Life once cycled through a flow of tomorrows. I stole the chance to make your adventure as sweet and memorable as could be.

Merry mercy go around carousel. This was not at all a repeating circle of you and me.

Our adventures are unpinned places because where we go never matters. The company we bring is the best part of you and me.

What I give to see you, to go whatever direction you are in; anything.

The silences between do not survive the regiment of my one heart army with the splendor, adoring melodies.

Exhale, I breathe. I want you constantly, beautifully being reminded that in this world where impossibility means nothing… that you are purest aphrodisiac, kindest peace and comfort that which my soul claims as necessity.

Each given day, each one of them I lay, lie, even wake on hope that I can somehow contribute to some, maybe not all parts of you feeling whole, complete.

To me, one smile from you, to me, is a chapter of history that I do not need to reread. Because I rise to the occasion to make you smile all over again.

I want to be the worthy part of every moment of your life that feels more insightful than some fortune cookie proverb.

To be the strength you know will be there when you need to be caught. To be a part of you that will bend to mend any part you need to hear you breathe lively all over and again.