I feel like everything is turned up a thousand notches higher.
Like the temperature of my body is being determined by a chef,
who's twisting and turning the notches to raise the heat on the eye.
Like feeling, and simply being, is so much more at this very moment.
Touch feels like so much more than touch.
Like life can be felt upon the braze of a single fingertip against the warmth of another's skin.
If you asked me why, I couldn't tell you.
I really couldn't, no matter how much I struggled to find the right words.
Maybe the universe is rewarding me with one good moment,
after a lifetime of bad ones.
I can't bring myself to care, though.
This moment is more than enough explanation for me.
I desperately desire to steal this moment in time as a keepsake,
and replay it over and over.
Stuck in a loop until I fall in love with them all over again.
These emotions with no cause worth mentioning--
I want to watch them over and over.
Feel them over and over again.
An eternal happiness.
One that means everything, but nothing at the same time.
And even as I feel, I can't help but miss what isn't yet lost.
Knowing that once they're lost,
they won't be recovered for quite some time.
I can feel the emotions leaving as I type this, and it makes me sad.
My smile's forcing my frown into remission.
I'll miss this eternal happiness,
that isn't so eternal after all.
