Description:
The Morning Breeze.
Being able to love you and be loved by you feels like the morning breeze constantly wrapping my heart.
When the cold breeze hits and ripples through my clothes, it rejuvenates my soul in the best parts.
When the soft wind travels through my nose and into my lungs, I feel relieved when the day starts.
Just like the wind, I may not be able to see it, but I know that it is there.
Just like your love, I may not be able to see it, but I feel it in my bones and the blood in my veins as it coarse everywhere.
The Other Cosmos 