A love letter

I wrote this on the plane above the clouds.

Above the clouds, here we are at last.

At peace, relaxed, restful.

There are still bumps we have to jump through my dear, but I only see blue skies at the end.  

I'm ready now.  
The skies are turning grey or is it white?  
I'm waiting for you. 
I love you, your forever, your always.