I can almost see it, that dream I'm dreaming but, there´s a voice inside my head saying 'You'll never reach it.'
Every step I'm taking, every move I make, feels lost with no direction; my faith is shaking.
But I gotta keep trying, gonna keep my head held high.
There's always gonna be another mountain, I'm always gonna wanna make it move, always gonna be an uphill battle, sometimes I'm gonna have to lose.
It's not about how fast I get there, it's not about what's waiting on the other side, It's the climb.
The struggles I'm facing, the chances I'm taking, sometimes they knock me down but, no, I'm not breaking.
I gotta be strong.
Just keep pushing on.
I'm looking through old pictures of distant lands and misplaced feelings, when I come across one photo. One simple, harmless, photo. And all those misplaced feelings coming rushing back to the surface, breaking through like a thousand firecrackers on ice. You're sitting on my couch, phone in hand, hair a mess, shirt wrinkled to hell, and I've never thought you looked more amazing. If I could have paused that moment, to re-live everyday for the resr of my life, I would be the happiest girl on this lonely little planet. I take my eyes off of the picture, to glance up, over the computer screen, to the couch. To the exact spot where you sat, phone in hand, hair a mess, shirt wrinkled to hell. I'm starting to lose the feeling of you. The way you smell, the way I felt when your hand rested on my hip, only moments before falling asleep, face to face. I remember your skin was the softest I'd ever felt, I remember your breath was the sweetest I'd ever tasted. But what I can't remember, is what those perfect, time stopping moments felt like. I wish I could feel the sensation of your hand in mine. Or what it feels like to have my head on your perfect bare chest, listening to unremarkable sound of your heart beating. And I'm deathly afraid that I'll never feel those feelings again. I know I deserve this love. And I know I deserve you. I just hope you know it, too.
I love you.