The 70 MPH path

It’s 12:20 a.m. This 70 MPH path is temporary -right? This home is temporary; however, it feels like home. I don’t want it to be. I feel that my home is about 35 miles away. I miss you already. Life gets me down when you’re not with me. Who are you? WHY does my heartache for you? Who are you? WHY do you make my heart weak in your presence? Who are you?

This path at 70 MPH is my bridge. I want to go back -the other way. Why is there a path between us? The taste of your kiss is the light that brings the darkness in a time when I'm lost. Whenever I think of you, I see your smile on a sunny day -a day that I will never forget. Your eyes -so beautiful- so perfect in the sunlight -so grand in many ways. That smile -oh my! I have never seen such a beautiful smile in my LIFE. Thank you for inspiring mankind with your beauty; beauty of blessings in this dark world. I don’t know if I’m your key; I hope I am your final chapter.

I guess, for now, my journey on this 70 MPH path is part of my journey. My journey to you. A beautiful journey.