Stars hanging low, winds still, and our heartbeats echoing through a grateful universe. I’ve never loved you more than I do now, and I’ll never love you as much as I will tomorrow. There’s so much peace in being silent with you. I spend so much time screaming into the void. Just to hear your voice is a remnant of sanity. If the whole facade decides that tonight was its last, then I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else. There’s so much space between us, yet you fill it so well. I’m so happy. With us. How did I ever make it out of bed before. How did I ever tell myself there was another side to the story? You are the chapter I always wanted, yet never found the strength to write. If you ever knew how hard I groan, watching another sunset without seeing you. If you ever knew how low I sink, watching another sunrise only hoping you’re seeing it too. I love you, and there’s nothing else I’d rather do.