He told me he feels that he has been running for many years, running for all of his adult life, and most of his childhood, with no idea of where the finish line would be. Day after day after day of running.
He felt he just had to keep on going, keep running, keep enduring and that one day there would be a finish line. He said he now can see the finish line, and he is so glad that whilst running, running, running for his life, he has found me and will cross the finish line with a wife.
He knows how to make me melt inside.