LIVING

Am I living? or am I just alive? I breath; I eat, I sleep, I wake. I'm not dead; am I? I don't know. Is breathing living? or is it just life? And sleeping or waking? what is it? Isn't it just habit? You have to have these for mere life. But what is living? Living is Loving; is it not? I am living when I'm with you, Love. Not just breathing but more, much more, When I hear you, or see you, or even just think about you; THAT'S LIVING! When you’re gone, I'm gone also. You are my breath, my heartbeat, my everything.

I'm thinking of you now,

I'M LIVING!