There has never been a feeling felt, truly inside myself...
This thing people call love, I used to laugh at couples every day; they were illogical. But now I can touch its tapers, grafting's... so peculiar to describe.

When her words come through with replies of you?
The heart translates a warm fiery sensation, it's not burning and I feel alive; Happy. Trying hard to propel words into thought, I still cannot define and was told it will get worse....

This nature, this emotion, this vibe, this connection of souls.... explode. (as she would say)

I do not understand love, it is a tangible non-existent something?
A devotion; no more than that. But it is what it is...

Because I do not doubt her, not one inch. Taking a giant step my mind had taken to get here; large enough to be noted, as I have never experienced such a thing until now. Trust has always been hard for me to give...
For I am a doubter, a pessimist.

I no longer require sleep, while she is awakening elsewhere, when her daily tasks are being done... the sandman says 'Hello' instantly, dragging me into a dreamless abyss of black.
Except now the morning arrives, I should have stayed up in the day too....

Knowing I'll have to wait, a loooong while.... I wish so much that waiting would go kill itself on death's scythe; I don't care where we are or end up in the world.

A void of detriment lives here in my soul and its growing stronger and stronger each day, the goodbyes are turned into hours instead of minutes...
I remember when, I would laugh at people who took so long to say goodbye...
But she has to go.


If only she was here, then I know we could settle soundly; Finally settle.
Knowing that when night begins to fall over my head, it would always be leading me right back home, to our home.

To my love.