If I could hold you for one second. If I could feel your hair like wool and see through your firey eyes. Would I be scared? Or would I admire your every beauty? Your perfection, in every detail of you...

In my victories, you are there. In my downfalls, there you are. Why shall I run away now? When you have made my ground a firm rock. Who else should I run to? When you are the creator, the God who's bu...