Holding our breaths as the car jets through the hills.
Everything moving so quickly my head aches.
The lights of the city almost look like shooting stars.
The song that reminds me of your kiss is playing.
Suddenly we are at the top of the world.
Many things can stop us but we won't let them.
Reaching out for my hand and saying "I love you" was the most beautiful thing you've done.
Our big jet plane crashed, and I knew at that moment that I was not to be the last one you spoke those words to.
I am glad I was at least one of them.
