On a long walk like this, my thoughts often surf above the clouds about the kind of future we might have. The one with you waiting for me walking down the aisle. The bunch loads of pictures we'll be taking as our little family grows stronger. Just me and you and the miniature of us. Somehow all the heavy problems in the world are easier to imagine with you holding on to my hand. I wonder if you ever feel the same too cause even with the fact that you're in love with me now is too good to be true.