"Loving you is like walking on a hanging bridge or a road covered with fog. I don’t know what’s in store for me. I don’t know what I will find at the end. All I know is it doesn’t matter if I slip and meet a tragic death. It doesn’t matter if it’s like the end of a rainbow with pots of gold. It doesn’t matter if a car crash into me and break my ribs and rip me apart. Nothing matters now but this. I don’t know if I’ll find you there. It would be great if you’re waiting for me or walking with me with your hand clasped with mine. This is a risk I’m willing to take. I just hope my feet would stay strong until I can finally crumble knowing you’ll be there to wake me."