...THE WAY ITS SUPPOSE TO BE...

Running the never ending journey. Holding on to love, until forever gives up on us. We know the onward beat of each other's heart. And dance a joyous dance. Happy to be blinded considering we are rightly guided. See in my dreams, I physically see our love, abstract and all. Visual reality blinds the world on truth. So we are not here. We've grown and obtained a knowledge that make UNDERSTANDING an UNDERSTATEMENT. To be continued......

...LIKE A BREATH OF FRESH AIR...