** In a different world we laugh instead of fight, we have babies instead of careers, we have a farm instead of an overpriced rowhouse, and we roll over during the night to make love instead of shake off the nightmares.
In this world we love, but it gets in the way. There's just noise.
In a different world we love and everything revolves around that. There's just love.

** I was restless before I met you. My heart, my soul, my head...they were meandering different paths to different beats.

Then you came along and wrote a song on my heart.

When I turn my ear inward, I hear you sing it - a slow, gentle tune in perfect harmony with my soul. Your song drowns the noise in my head and replaces it with the simple beauty of who I am. When I listen, I stop thinking about satisfying the noise and I start thinking about shining my light in the world.
Now that you're gone, I worry your song will fade...but when I feel the sun on my face, catch the wind in my hair, hear the river in the hills, and watch the stars entertain the moon, I find it. Your memory and your voice are fading, but you wrote that melody on my heart with a string of memories.

As long as my heart beats, it will play; and as long as it plays, my soul will sing along.
When you sing, I shine. And when I shine, I write...on hearts...with memories...because of your song. Thanks, Nugget.