Something in You (KookV)

Only Part

Sometimes, I don't think you understand the effects you cause in others. I don't think you understand how everything seems to follow you, admire you or even love you. That smile that you build when something pleases you, that vibe that emanates from you when you are passionate about something or those eyes that contain a thousand stars, none of this do you understand the effect you generate. I was never given the words, someone like me who is too simple, but something in you makes everything flow smoothly.

Something about your passion is simply overwhelming, you leave no room for anything but what you want to convey, what you want everyone to admire about you. That same passion that fills me when there is finally no one else. Something in your voice feels as if it were a soft brushstroke in the picture that some artist paints slowly, full of tranquility, full of emotion for what he creates. You invite to be heard, you invite to be loved. You transmit your feelings in a couple of notes with such mastery, that, if you told me to follow you to hell, just so you could keep lulling me to death with your voice, I would do it without hesitation. Something about your lips makes them too tempting an invitation, but that I can boast of the privilege of having kissed them. The kisses you give me, that you paint over my wounds, are pure drug and medicine, creating an addiction and a cure that I would sell my soul to anyone for one more taste. There is something about your mere existence that makes me turn to where you are, go where you are going, because maybe, just maybe, I need you to navigate the vast ocean I call life. Sometimes I think that you shouldn't look at me, that you shouldn't look at something so lonely, but, even so, you let me see that smile that gave meaning to my days, that made me see that, despite my taste for solitude, it's not bad to be accompanied in this one.

That something in you makes me ache, it hurts me so much to think of you now, fooling myself by describing you in the present. So far from your voice, so far from your hands, from your lips, so faraway from your love, that sometimes I feel that winter is nothing compared to the cold of your absence. You sail somewhere in the ocean, not remembering your home, not remembering me.... Just cherishing the freedom you so longed for and leaving me in the agonizing drift of uncertainty. I hope someday you will return to me, with that something in you that I have long loved so much .

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English is not my first language, please forgive my mistakes 

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