The edge

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Have you ever felt that kind of love that consumes every fiber of your being the kind of love that climbs into your brain takes all your thoughts a couple of needles and crochets there name into every impulse so you cannot consciously spend a second thinking of anything else
The way your heats are like magnets that are only able to stay separate due to flesh and rib cages the way you can't look at anyone else in a room if they're inside of it because there isn't a single thing they do that doesn't completely fascinate you
The way you are captivated by the color of their eyes the texture of there skin the moments between their sentences the breath behind their lips
The way you just want to tell them I know the earth is round but I would spend my whole life trying to find the edge just so I could say I would follow you to it
I think I did once,maybe it's a wonderful feeling

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