Category: Writers Block
preface:
this will probably be the sappiest sappiness you've ever read...consider yourself warned
Speechless
I love you as certain miracles are loved. The kind that break depression's hold and make one want to live as vibrant as those who have stared death in the face and come back to tell about it. I love you, not because of some fairy tale dream but because of everything that's real.
You are not the answer to a shivalrick prayer I had when I was six. Nor are you the dragon slayer, romancer, perfect gentleman that graces the mind of women all over the world.
But
You are that last ounce of sanity i need when i feel i've run out, the reason i can sleep through the night, my fabulous, my amazing, my all encompassing positive adjective.
And that is why this woman who prides herself in articulation and word play is so tight-lipped when it comes to standing there and saying these things out loud.
I mean How can you tell the world what it means to you? How do you connect the words until they're that perfect string of exactly what you want them to be?
I couldn't say because when we're face to face all i am is in love, happy and speechless.
Ohh Jeez you are the recipient of the all time sappiest award I'm away to immerse myself in E.A Poe.