That moment.. when you sang about every single thought and dreams I had floating in my head, nameless faceless figments I was struggling to piece together into words that would make sense.
That moment.. when our eyes connected and our hands reached out at the same time.. does it matter that we are worlds apart? Does it matter that I don't know you any better than you know me? The only thing that bound us together in that very moment is the thought in my head, wanting to be heard.. and your voice, giving life to it.
