Creeping back and forth with you is like slow dancing on hot embers. The longer we do it, the more we hurt ourselves together. But the soft light looks beautiful on your skin, kissing you softly in the sunset, warming you from below and above.
On the sand by the lake, stars blinking down while watching us from lightyears away. They know. Yet they watch on.
I believe in me and I believe in you. Despite the doubt cast by those around us I know that whatever happens is meant to. If I can't have you in my waking hours then I'll find you in my dreams.
We are the architects, and I shall build what I desire in this life or the next.



















