It just doesn’t feel right. Life goes on and goes by. I wake up, I dream, I go to bed and I live. In this exactly order. I feel that my dreams are more real than the reality I’m forced to live in.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m quite happy and I even feel completed. Because I know you, because you used to be the part of me and you still are. Even if we are not together anymore. We can be with whoever else, but isn’t that temporary? Temporary as every journey is. You can get as far away from your Home, but you’ll always be connected to that place. You can fly thousands miles away, but the Earth has a round shape and at some point you will return to your Home.
And that’s what I feel about you. I might not see you or talk to you or even hear from you. But I know that you’re alive and even happy. I’m connected to you and I feel blessed to have loved you and to love you still. And wherever I go, I know that my destination is my Home. In you arms, on your lips, in your heart. Knowing this, I have the strength to keep going. Every day, with every step – closer to you.
One day I’ll open the door of my Home and I’ll say: “Honey, I’m home”. And I can’t wait for this moment to come.