Running, tripping, and falling into the shadows that are tranquil in the crooks of your room, I find myself wishing I was there without the distance holding me from you. You are my greatest ache and my greatest joy. You are all at once, the stop and beat of my heart. You are the muse I cannot stop writing about. You are nothing and all at once something. You have given me one hundred reasons to smile and one hundred reasons to cry. I am I, and you are You.