Feeling everything in depth
used to be like aching alone
all the time- even when I was happy
I used to think it was such a burden
to have a soul like mine
Being in love with you now
and feeling everything in depth
it's like being the only person
that can see and hear heaven
Everything is so ******* beautiful

For the first time in this life of mine
the thought of engulfing myself in someone else doesn't feel as if I'm drowning me

It doesn't feel like I'm overwhelmed
with the sound of someone else's voice
while I can't hear my own anymore
It doesn't feel like I am all of you
and nothing of myself
or who am I at all anymore?

The idea of anything else
anyone else's hands carrying me
feels just like a bad dream
And You, my love,
you feel like coming home
Home to clean sheets
on a place that feels safe
and I am sound.

I say for the first time many times with you,
It's like words I've known my whole life
I've just now barely heard them
with meaning attached
Everything sounds like something different now
Everything I see and every word I hear
It becomes depth
Being in love actually feels like being IN love
And safe and sound,
Well you make me feel safe
and the definition of sound says to be whole, healthy, unharmed, in good condition.
I've never thought of what sound meant before.

Now I am still all of me,
just wrapping myself in all of you
I want you in every crevice of my life
and I am better now
And I am a better me
I am whole and I am healthy
and I am safe and I am sound
and I am home.

******* I love the sound of home.
All I see and hear in everything is you.
I think that is all I ever want to hear forever.

I have swam in the depths of vulnerability,
Gulped the naiveté of exposure
I have held out these quivering hands of mine squeezing my heart so hard, it bled onto the floor in front of you

I now find myself silenced
Zipping my lips and throwing away the key

I once saw the turbulent waters deep inside of me
When I dive into myself now, I find drought instead

Empty smiles with words like "joy" dripping from my lips

Blue eyes that felt endless and raged with fire now fill with watery silver that have tricked you into feeling warm

I have a habit of seeming open
As if I am translucent and you can read what's written across my heart


I have always been too much and not enough

I hope you know that I always cheer you on from afar and always hope you're happy, look out my window saying good morning to you when I wake up, saying good night before I fall asleep, look at the horizon every sunset and pretend I'm talking to you after having a bad day.
As if you're still here, as if you never left. Thinking only our bodies are apart but not our hearts, not our souls.
Wondering if you feel it when you're out there and I'm here loving you with every bit of me that I am able to
Wondering if you see my face in heaven as often as I see your face here on earth everywhere I look
I hope you find joy, happiness, and whatever it is in life that you seek.
Even if that life you'll find is a life without me.

Your words touched me dearly
But I wish you would see who I am
I would like to read you
I want to read every word written down
Not just your binding or title
But your tale
I want to read from begining to end
I promise not to bend or rip the precious paper
If anything I want to etch your words into my own
Though my spine is not doing so well
I'm not intrested in stealing your spine
I only want to admire it
I know I'm asking a lot when I say
I only want to open your book

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