How beautiful it will be to walk down the street, to the yellow door, that leads me to the pale grey stairs, that brings me to this window again.
What a wonder it will be to sit in this spot, with the people I love, quietly sipping coffee, as the sun streams through the window, and smiles are worn from ear to ear. ⠀
How heavenly it will be, to be part of this tiny revolution, one of millions taking place all over the world, as we sit side by side once more.
You and yours, me and mine, heads bowed, shoulders touching, arms outstretched, hands entwined, an embrace we dreamt of for so long, never to be taken for granted again. ⠀
How mundane that day will be. Yet how magical. Just imagine.
For now, while we wait, with frayed nerves and aching hearts, let’s pass the time with I love yous. ⠀
I love yous through a screen, on the phone, in a letter, on the other side of the glass, on the other side of the world. ⠀
Make that call. Send that message. Say what you wanted to say. Tell them how much you love them. ⠀
From here. From afar. From wherever you are. ⠀
Keep those I love yous going. ⠀
Until we can be together again. ⠀
Tiny revolutions are just around the corner ♥