life is fine. a joy in fact..my love is on her way home, and we will drink wine and dance and someday when i am old and dying i know these will be the days i reminisce on..which is sad and wonderful all at once..
so i will kiss her hard. and long. and dance like a total fool. and shed a tear when i kiss her goodnight. because why not? because my life is here..and i wouldn’t change a thing.