Love 7825

I am about to take a journey that I knew was to come. My travels will be long and sometimes dark and lonely. The mountains will be high and I will get weary from climbing. The valleys will be low and I will feel with weight press down upon my bones. There will be no chance to turn back, no miricles to stop me from going. So I must hold on take a breath and fall into the depth telling myself it will all be ok and that I will see your face again someday.