I can't quite put into words the way you cut me to the marrow.
The fierce shivering and quivering of a rapid heart beat.
I see you as fictional...though I relate to you.
A lost boy wandering through life, searching for meaning.
A destiny so filled with wanting more, and its just an inch out of reach.
If you could see the other side of all this, would you still be afraid?
The way you make me smile, sunlight filters in.
Just memories now.
This filling up of vibrancy, of life, of a contagious laughter.
Somewhere deep inside I am held up by this.
This thought of how I loved you.
And I am sustained from just having known you.
The things you taught me, brought growth.
I am no longer innocent.
I have bleed these years.
I have been tried and true.
Its really just a concept I have of how we intertwined.
How are paths crossing catapaulted me into existence.
And it was virile and visceral the way you cut my cord.
I was a lost girl wandering through life, searching for meaning.
A destiny so filled with wanting more, and it was just an inch out of reach.
And your touch, unplanned though, was all I needed.
The energy unraveled me.
Shook me to my core.
There at the core of me, I found deeper meaning.
And without you I never would have never been open.
I am no longer innocent.
I have bleed these years.
I have been tried and true.
And I awake to find a passion worth enduring.
The fierce shivering and quivering of a rapid heart beat.
I see you as fictional...though I relate to you.
A lost boy wandering through life, searching for meaning.
A destiny so filled with wanting more, and its just an inch out of reach.
If you could see the other side of all this, would you still be afraid?
The way you make me smile, sunlight filters in.
Just memories now.
This filling up of vibrancy, of life, of a contagious laughter.
Somewhere deep inside I am held up by this.
This thought of how I loved you.
And I am sustained from just having known you.
The things you taught me, brought growth.
I am no longer innocent.
I have bleed these years.
I have been tried and true.
Its really just a concept I have of how we intertwined.
How are paths crossing catapaulted me into existence.
And it was virile and visceral the way you cut my cord.
I was a lost girl wandering through life, searching for meaning.
A destiny so filled with wanting more, and it was just an inch out of reach.
And your touch, unplanned though, was all I needed.
The energy unraveled me.
Shook me to my core.
There at the core of me, I found deeper meaning.
And without you I never would have never been open.
I am no longer innocent.
I have bleed these years.
I have been tried and true.
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