Have you ever imagined that one day the voices inside your head were fighting, your imaginary friend was running with a scissor in its hand, and at one point one of your personalities wandered off for the reason that somehow you had just proposed to...
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The kiss.
The clouded tickles beyond the bounds of our shared kisses ended, until our feelings relished both of us to function, in line with how my soul had been untrammeled for whatever outpoured thereafter. I hoped that somehow it had entrenched into the depths of my being, just as how the hidden emotions have their own definitions. Even in my state of uncertainty, she made me feel a cherished woman, and had nonstop patience underneath my untamed dealings, just like keeping my relationships as a mother, a friend and as her other half from sinking into the mire that drowned me in the past.
These good vibes calmed my inner storm like a sailing paper ship to a soothing coastal breeze. It took what jangled and made the softest of songs, a melody I could dance to for the rest of my life. She provided me with a mellow affinity, and baby... I would send you mine. For with feelings such as these, every day was a summer no matter the weather.
Amazement doesn't entirely shelter it. I felt like someone just took my spark of wonder and poured it on kerosene. The gummy smile I showed on the outside couldn't adequately reflect what I truly felt inside; it was like every neuron of my brain was trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of deadness.
