Do you believe in heaven?

Look at the sky. Aren’t they just clouds? The stratosphere, the limitation of our sight.

But do we always have to believe only what our eyes can see?

The warmth of your body as your arms wrap around me. The gentle friction of your skin against mine when we hold hands. The stare that you give which melts every piece of me… and your kiss.

My haven is where you are and I guess that is the closest heaven this earth can offer.

Do you believe in love?
Even if we are miles away.