I am laying here, staring at a painting.
A representation of us.
A hand by your jaw bringing you closer.
I just wish you were here.
One day you will be here.
One day i'll be able to hold you and one day i'll be able to cry with you and one day i'll be able to laugh with you.
For now I have to paint a picture,
a picture of our future.
Us against the world.
Before the paint washes away, let's love one more time.
