I’ll Drive You to Broome A quiet morning On the edge of Perth, where our story began. We simply shared the same little space, But I still remember your clear, gentle eyes. Back then I had no way of knowing Where this meeting would lead us. Then we met again after meditation, A little trip we planned with friends. One by one they never showed, So it was just you and me to Margaret River. The road stretched farther to the south. I thought you were simply serious and kind. I had no idea then What was waiting just ahead. Late one night your message came. You had already written our future— A home, a life, a place for me, While I was still trying to understand. “I’ll drive you to Broome.” One simple sentence, And the journey began. Three thousand kilometers Across the red Australian earth. With every mile, I discovered another side of you. You always found a way to make me laugh. Without noticing, my heart opened too. We climbed a tree To watch the setting sun. That’s the day I found A heart that danced like mine. “I’ll drive you to Broome.” I never knew Those words would become our life. Back then I couldn’t see That our journey Would still be unfolding today.
