Love…
…makes my heart yours. Hindsight always seems so clear while what’s ahead appears to be obscured in fog. Time is slowly vaporizing like hazy mist in the morning sun and one day, I too, will evaporate back to where I once came from. If I am the first to go, I’ll wait for you there.

Dialogue from the movie “Moulin Rouge”
Listen
to my
heart,
can you
hear it
sing:
Come
back
to me
and forgive
everything.