I'm beginning to feel like love is not a matter of fate. Neither is it an automated process or something that just, "happens." Love is just as much work as building a business or perfecting a skill. Love is a path that many do not have the patience to cross. Love is something that may… Continue reading I’m beginning to think..
"How far would you walk for me?" Is what she said. Deep in the distance, I see you dressed in red. The only image bright enough to see miles ahead. But every step is a struggle so how much do I love you?
If the mountains weren’t too high, would I climb for you? If the valleys weren’t too low, would I slide for you? If the rivers weren’t too wide, would I swim for you? A wealth of knowledge within your mind, a wealth of ambition and strength in your soul, and wealth of beauty in my… Continue reading If the Mountains Weren’t Too High