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 pray that God does that for me until I can take over for him.

Your presence signifies the greatest gift of all, your heart.
You mark the spot.
My heart finally has a home.
So, we will roll with the drops and rise above the fog that tries to block us from seeing the future on the other side of the mist.

You, here and now, mark the spot where you and I finally see our forever.