We are

We are human. We are lovers. We are fighters. We are future. We are past. We are today. We are tomorrow. We are.

I am human. I am a lover and a fighter and I can see the future sometimes. I am who I am because of my past. Today, I am happy. Tomorrow, you'll still be there. You'll still be in my mind. You'll still be in my heart. You'll still be distracting me. I am.

Because today was enlightening and perfect. Because today felt right, not wrong. Because the anticipation for tomorrow, for the next time, is an impossible burden that I'll gladly carry.

My jeep danced home. My thoughts weren't on the road or the fog or the tractor trailer rolling along slowly in front of me. I was distracted. I wanted to turn around. I wanted.

We are as we always were. We are as we always will be.

We are.