I wonder if you have also had to climb your own mountains, if every time doubt invaded your steps, you freed yourself from it by thinking of us, a future with someone who was still an unknown and yet, a certainty.
That someday, although there would still be mountains in our lives, we would never have to climb them alone again, we would do it together. Every path, every slope, every step.
I know that someday we will meet at the top of one, in that moment of calm where you can admire the landscape and the sky in its fullness. Where we can see the path we left behind and the path now ahead of us.
Dear future love of my life:
I wait for you at the summit.