When I'm next to you

I can breathe..

again.

 

..Though I cant really remember ever breathing..

without you

by my side.

 

I cant hide..

from you.

...

You make the truth spill out of me.

The truth is

...I...

just cant help but love you.

 

You twist me up

in ways that,

I believe,

should be impossible..

ARE impossible..

 

You Are Impossible.

 

The other side of me?

My opposite?

You? and Me.

I cant be sure that this is reality.

 

So.

 

When you're gone..

I become hollow again.

I'm missing something..

In my chest?

In my stomach?

In my head?

 

It feels almost as if I have

awakened from a dream too good

to be allowed to exist within me.

 

But, as I said,

I cannot hide from you.

I cant help but be selfish..

wanting..

needing...

that perfection.

 

The perfection of US that is filled with a

hideous amount of imperfections.

You're perfect.

We work.

And on the days that we don't work..

we can.

 

If you want to,

we will.