Do what you love, Love what you do.

Trees sway, people change.
You and I have stayed the same.
Picked up right where we left off, like 16 months has not just flew by us.
So free.
Running through an open field without a care in the world,
not looking back.
Just flying until I can't speak and I tumble and fall and you must breathe life back into me
The way the sun breathes into the land and the sea.

Live.♥