you.
i can’t put you into words.
and still, i try.
i reflect what my eyes see,
what my mind feels.
in the reflection of your eyes,
i see me.

is it me? yes, me.
not the me i see in the mirror every time.
but the me that smiles.
joy in my smile.
the perfect painting of emotions in my face.
when you smile, it leaves me with no choice but smile, too.
when i look into your eyes, i see, i feel, i understand and i sense.

i see the need.
i feel the love, the colorful bloom of strong feelings.
i understand myself.
i understand myself in your arms,
my head in your lap, my eyes lost on your face i see as my energy to live.
i remember it so vividly.
everytime i look inside your eyes.
your fingers tangled in mine.
your gaze in my eyes.
and lastly, i sense the fear in me.
every day it grows greater.

the fear of losing you.
just the thought of you walking away makes me cry.
feeling somewhat guilty of having thoughts like that.
i just can’t help it… you’ve become my everything.
the moment i held you in my arms.
you cried.
because our paths are being divided.
an unwanted but necessary change.
we don’t want nor need it.
it’s just the way of life.

the emotions and feelings i always share with you.
i cannot help it.
if you feel bad, i feel bad.
i share your emotions.
i care. so much.
how could i not ?
i love you. all of you.
i listen. i love. i care.

you.
it’s all you.
i can’t and i do not want to have another person by my side.

you.
you are the one i chose.
the one i choose.
and the one i always will choose.

hope.
i hope that you feel the same way.
that you feel the strong need to be with me, to feel me as i do feel with you.

i need your voice,
your touch,
your presence.
the words you say to me.
i need you.
i love you.
but is it forever?
i want you forever.

is it even real?
can it happen?

no.
nothing is forever.
we like to think it is.
we, people, like to fantasize about forever.
but no.
i want to grow old with you,
but at the same time i don’t want to get old.
i don’t want to realize that it isn’t forever.
we will lose each other eventually.
but it is until then…
it is until death do us apart.