Miles between us. The eye of the storm gets uglier, but we love one another despite others’ cruel intentions. The song our hearts sing in unison is still strong. I love yous’, bearing our fears and worries, to me are something I take as an honor. I can’t hold you in my arms, but I ...

You give me comfort.  When all I can see are grey skies, you make my smile shine bright again. In the dark, every time I start to feel fear you tell me you’re right here and to hold on and lean on you. You give me comfort.   When I want to lose faith you ...

What are your hands really for? What are a pair of hands true purpose? My hands are there to hold you at your weakest; to hold you at your strongest. Turn my palms into cups so that they catch the tears you shed.    My fingers will act as ties to keep you from going ...