My Love

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How can i tell you how i feel when i dont paint with the galaxy? how can i say talking to you feels like stars and moons and mist when it feels like swallowing the sun? how can i tell you i want to give you the world when we've stolen away time and invented our own? how can i tell you how i feel when i dont understand how to compare it to anything but the turning of a book page and a sleepy moment before i close my eyes? how can i want to shout emotions across canyons and still not have the words to put those emotions to? Something is tearing itself free from my chest and it won't stop running till we find you. Did that make sense? You feel like a calm river. You feel like comming home and i love you so much i cant stand myself.

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