I have been around the world, flying in and out of what i believe has been my sanctuary and never being there long enough to please my satisfaction. I am always on the move, always saying hello which leads to always having to say goodbye. But i now own the greatest love stories and most perfect tales of dancing in the moonlight. It is a love/hate relationship i have committed to for life. I have ranted about this blessing/curse of mine in the past and will therefor not get too deep into it now. I am here, i am living, i am loving and i am ridiculously feelin' it.
I wanted more of him, I always did. No matter what happened between us in the past, I already knew I’d never forget anything about him. As crazy as it sounds, he has become part of me and every night I am dreading the fact that we wont be able to spend the day together tomorrow. Or the day after, or the day after that. But this moment we have created is so real, the feeling alone keeps me safe.