To You, For You, With You
When I talk to you, even if it is simple, even if we are telling each other about our pain or sorrow.
I know we are always connecting. It feels as if everytime you speak my heart stops, but not in fear, but in happiness.
For every sigh, or every breath you take, I feel overwhelmed. Everytime you whisper a word, my name, I feel the world stop.
I feel a loss of gravity. I feel as if the world is silent, and your voice is the only one I hear.
When I am you take that sadness away. Because your voice opened the doors in my heart and le the light in.
So you see I was blinded before I had met you. I was deaf before I heard your voice, and I was mute before I uttered
your name. You have iluminated more than just my heart, you have brought life into my universe.
Everyday I hunger for more, I hunger for the voice between your lips, between your thoughts, and within your soul. I want it all
the pain, the sorrow, the emberrassing stories of your childhood, all of it. Because only when you have shared it all will I be