I can't find words! I want to weave words of waiting, of slowly watching the once vibrant fibres of your heart turn into scar tissue, but then I remember that you are at the end of my lines and my heart comes alive again. I want to speak of the constant buzz of feelings at the back of every mundane life thought and how exhausting they are, but then I flow with them all the way to you and stop; the very thought of you has become the home of all my thoughts, like mundane is not so boring with you there, like you there right next to all the "me"s in my head is the most natural thing in the world. I want to speak of the frightening intensity of all my thoughts, I want to speak of the sharp edges of my feelings, and the blinding glare of all this new, but then you take my hand in exploring and it all just becomes milder, not because the light dimmed out or the edges were dulled, but because your entity is my shield! I can't find the words because I am too busy hanging on the edges of yours; I can't find the words because all the corners that used to collect the shards of me have been occupied by you. All I want to share now is you, all I want to say is you, all I want to connect to is you. The three small letters of the word "you" have gained the weight of my heart ever since they wore you! You are enough... Minions, you're going to have to share my spaces
