I’ve dreamt of taking you out past the cities, driving until you realize that like these roads there are no ends. No matter how this stops or slows, you must always know we are timeless, we’re only limited by ourselves. No death or life could ever come between us. I will be with you, I’ll be beside you with life and time dissolving in our eyes. How long before we can find purpose in this, the constant shifts in our lives, the perfect arrangement? We’ll always be a part of something greater than this, something real, and I can feel it now. Where will we go when we finally leave here?