I want to bridge the gap between your heart and mine. The chance of that happening does not exist at this time, but I saw a glimpse and it meant something to me. When every track and bolt replays in my mind of how they would fit within these boards and handrails. Piece by piece, building up to the structure we created. When the crossing seems unsteady, when the walk across the bridge above grey waters would chance a fall or safety across… walk with me.
You take my hand to rise above the flowing abyss.
… And let go just the same. Staying on solid ground as I push on.