Heart beating fast, I can't catch my breath. Just thinking of your touch, I can't sit still... 

You make my palms sweat, and my knees tremble, and this is all with just your words. 

You stimulate my mind, like no one has been able to do. I cling to your words, just waiting for the next. You have me hooked, and I can't let go. I'm tangled in your web of words, that has my emotions so jumbled that my mind just can't keep up. 

But with that glory that I feel with your simple, yet strong, wit-worthy words comes pain...

With words so steep, and a tongue so sharp, I stay bleeding for days. 

Grieving, crying, trying to fathom how I could let you in so deep, when yet you're still so far. 

Then like the change of the seasons, the shift changes and a new era begins... And I'm once again down on my knees bowing down to my king. Expressing my love, giving my all, giving you my everything.

And yet, I still only have your words... But I'm so content, and I feel so loved, and I feel so... alive.

The curse of being able to feel, feel all that is given and taken. To feel all the emotions in your speech, in your text... I feel it all. 

Knowing that you was born to love, yet cursed to feel, and no one can truly understand your pain. So, you take to the paper, to try to "express", and try to be "free",... yet in the end you still sometimes come up.."blank".

I feel... I feel it all. Although I wouldn't change a thing, I need you to know... I feel.