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What I can't live without


Stranded and alone. Fear and death linger in the air. My will and strength begin to fade. Till I see her face, the love of my life, my girlfriend. She alleviates my lonliness, reduces my pain, and brings hope back into my heart. If I were to die here on this baren stretch of rock I'd wish to die in her arms. Those same arms that held my hand, gave me her first hug, and drew me in for our first kiss.

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