The Most Intimate Word
Words is the only thing I know how to use.
I don't know what else to do to ignite the fuse.
I've been suffocating in darkness until I saw the light.
I was so scared of 'what if' and 'might'.
But I went with it anyway.
And I love it in every way.
Things I don't like, I love more.
Things I like, I adore.
The sound, the sight, the thought makes me feel strong.
Something I haven't felt in so long.
The doors that opened, new feelings I feel.
For once they make me feel alive, and real.
So much passion, care, and love that I feel is impossible to show.
Who makes me feel this, is all I know:
You.
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