love.

'Love liberates. 

It doesn’t bind. 

Love says. ‘I love you. 

I love you if you’re in China. 

I love you if you’re across town. 

I love you if you’re in Harlem. 

I love you. 

I would like to be near you. 

I’d like to have your arms around me. 

I’d like to hear your voice in my ear. 

But that’s not possible now. 

So I love you. Go.’

-Maya Angelou

Thanks for letting me go to san francisco with all of your love.

I can see the light at the end of the long-distance tunnel.

And that light is the best thing ever.