madmadsters
the tide comes and goes, with the moon. things come and go, life comes and goes. the tide shows that even when something is taken from us, it will come back, more and better than it was before. and then it is taken away again, and when it is given back to us, we forgive.
without you, there is nothing. you are my world, you are my everything. next year, when I will be without you, there will still be nothing but you in my life. I love you, and I love what you do, but I hate the thought of being without.