I wish I knew what was going on, and I wish I was there to help.
But you know that feeling when sometimes you just feel like a nuisance?
Yea.
I pray all is well for you.
And if I told you that you were my dream?
Would you still tell me to hold onto my dreams tight, and pursue it with faith?
Perhaps, because I've been doing it all this while.
But when I put my arm around you, I swear I felt like I was infinite.