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my Love For You Is Insatiable And You Are Unattainable
i Am Unstable And You Are Well Balanced
we Are The Same But Worlds Apart
i Am Insane And You Have My Heart
im Not Socially Acceptable And You Are All I Want To Be
all I Want
all I Need
all I Could Ask For
all I Can See
you Are The Dark Of The Night And The Rising Light Of The Sun
you Are The Air In Which I Breathe
you Are The Depth That Everyone Can See
everyone But Me
the Mesmerizing Tones Of A Minor Chord
a Lieu That Sings Me To Sleep
the Crack Of Sun At Daybreak
coming Into My Room
filling It With Color
you Are The Reflection Within My Deflection
you Are So Close Yet So Far
you Are The Final Burning Star
you Are The Ground In Which Stabilizes Me
the Crown In Which I Proceed To Need
you Are The Parting Of The Crowd
you Are The Heartbeat That Is All Too Loud
the Air In Which I Breathe
the Thoughts I Wish To Conceive
the Oxygen That I Need
you Are The Unforgiving Burn In The Back Of My Throat
the Loudest Silence
the Darkest Sunset
the Bluest Blues
the Crash Of The Waves
the Thoughts I Can't Simply Manage To Lose
you Make Me Misbehave
all Familiar Thoughts Now In Disarray
destroying My Mind And Soul
your Eyes As Black As Coal
pumping
the Carbon Dioxide Pumping In And Out in And Out
the Thoughts Flying
the Whirling And Swirling Of The Color Of Your Eyes
the Memory Of Your Smile
the Backbone Of My Very Being
i Am But A Hamartia And You Are My Cure
i Am Intense And You Are Demure
i Am Exhausted And You Give Me The Will
i Am A Misconception And You Are The Correction
you Are The Euphoria Coursing Through Me
like Saline Through A Vein
like Blood Through A Needle
the Plethora Of Emotions
a Tornado Of Adoration
sheer Admiration
a Tinge Of Yellow Shining Through A Dark Grey Hue
embracing The Inner Crevices Of My Very Psyche
a Sentiment Of Your Core
my Life No Longer A Bore
you Are The Gravel Which Plunders Underneath My Shoes
shoes
the Holes In The Soles Of Your Shoes
the Holes In Which You Have Created In My Thoughts
my Dreams
you Are My Darkest Dream
my Lightest Nightmare
the Soles Of Your Shoes
tearing Away As You Walk
the Holes In Which Your Soul Pours Out
the Holes In Which Your Soul Leaks Out
the Holes In Which Your Toes Peek Out
as The Rain Drenches Your Socks
your Presence Engulfs My Very Being
my Language My Soul Can Understand But Fails To Speak
the Madness I Can Imagine But Can't See
the Crisp Scent Of Your Freshly Washed Hair
the Curve Of Your Spine
the Soft Parts Of Your Waist
the Times That We Waste
waste
waist
the Time I Waste
thinking About That Waist
the Time I Waste
craving Your Touch
the Time I Waste
time
time Is Of The Essence
and I Waste It Thinking About You
thinking About That Waist
thinking About That Voice
the Way You Purse Your Lips When You Dance
the Way You Dart Your Eyes When You Stretch
the Slightest Lisp
the Crisp Folds In Your Jeans
the Clasps
the Strings
all The Little Things
all The Little Things
things
the Wind Beneath My Wings
the Small Waves In Your Hair
the Sound Of The Waves
the Wave You Make In My Heart
the Depths Of My Subconscious
touching The Deepest Parts Of Me
without Even Touching Me
all It Took Was Once
all It Took Was Once
one Glance
one Touch
one Smile
one Moment
that Very Moment Where I Was Forced To Realize
you Were Apart Of Me
shaken To My Core
felt Through My Bones
you Kicked The Walls Down
and Built Me Back Up
so That I Could Realize That You Were All I Wanted
and All That I Needed