I'm unsure of why I'm like this. I try to think of words but find none. But what if I could?
Would I say that even when your head falls back and your snores shake the windows you're adorable?
Would I say that when I worry you stand hand in hand with me as the worst scenarios are played on a loop?
Would I say that I wish we could feel the fourth dimension so that I could make contact with you on more points?
Would I say that I can't bear to imagine an alternate timeline where we didn't meet?
Would I say that I'm sure people have sought all their lives for what has come so naturally as this?
Would I say that I hope that through the flames and darkness we should be like voles?
Would I say that you are my light at the end of the tunnel; that one that reminds us to live?
You know, I try to find words, and sometimes I do. But words can never be enough. Words are weird, and rather tough. But if you would like to come with me then maybe, just maybe, we can see what words we find.
