so there are nine thousand miles between myself and the man of my dreams. so what? do i feel any less loved simply bc an ocean and a couple of continents are standing in the way? no...i have felt such complete happiness, such a pure feeling of absolute joy since the day i discovered that this man was in the world. (and one of us has been singing in the streets of vienna...)
i am not afraid of nine thousand little miles...nine thousand miles do not keep us from talking all day, everyday, even if one of us has to stay up late into the night or rise a little earlier than we are used to...
when we met, he told me that he believed in love. i, on the other hand, was not so sure. but through his faith and his spirit and his grand passion, he has taught me to believe once more that indeed, love knows no bounds. love can travel over the mountains, across the seas and through the driest of deserts.
do i know what the future holds for us? no. not any more than he does. but for now, one small step at a time, we are planning visits, dreaming together and hoping that these dreams can come true... and even if these dreams never come true, i am the luckiest girl in the world for having had this man in my life, even if it cannot be forever...
so please...don't ever give up on love, no matter what distance it may have to travel...and no matter how many miles your heart is aching across...