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Many things to try to say.
but I cannot find the words to portray emotions I am so good at expressing.
Choked. Bottled up. Nothing but a passionate gaze in the silence.
to leave me breathless and stress-less.
Are you a Vicodin for I feel no pain. Or an ambien because I seem to sleep ok.
whatever it is I cannot explain my thoughts.
Its not normal for me to lose words due to silence.
I feel my skin crawling and the sound of your name and a lounging wrenching feeling
as I press through the day to work through the low soggy trenches
to get to your house with a comfort and content expression as if I feel accomplished.

Nothing comes to my head. it feels as if its not there. Have I lost the will to write,
Or did I just gain the will to live. Whatever it is I couldn't really give.
or pay attention to the details other than the portraits my eyes and heart paint of you.
What is this feeling. or lack there of. I feel so strung out on this new addiction witch is your touch
Yet there is no butterflies or gut feeling to give me the extra push to keep this feeling in my grasp.
I felt like running at first but I cannot fight it Its too late this euphoria is running through my veins.
I close my eyes and I picture yours. its abnormal paranormal supernatural yet so appealing.

Smooth touch with hush lips and silent words make me forget to reminisce of all my hardships
no more heartache or a feeling of needing anything I am taken by surprise of actually for once being satisfied.
I no longer taste my tears that once fell upon my tongue at night,
I seem to sleep quite alright as I smell your hair and feel your touch through out the night.
I am in an emotional heaven for I feel as if I have nothing on my mind
nothing bothering no highs no lows. just me on a steady calm auto pilot flight.
actions speak louder than words and I cant seem to act enough when it comes to coming to terms
with what I am embarking on. a journey an everyday adventure of life and good measures.
No talking Ill let the body to the rest as I fall into your arms to regress and relieve all the past stress
This all occurs in racing thoughts as I daydream of the Flickr in her eyes. The light illuminating from smile
I cant help but believe I am done with many of life's trials. Its time to act without thinking
and start believing I may have found love.