High, not hi

There are moments of genius where I realize how great we are. I know where I have been and where we are going. This one is my favorite. Nobody will ever read or ever know; because this will be overlooked by all, even myself. I complain to much. I hate how I make her feel, she is wonderfull.

I cannot wait for tomorrow. that is a very first in a long time. I am lost. I a venture of weakness and despair. We dance and wonder where this destany bring us. What is the next step and when do we leave. I want to come back and see my togethers....