Eye of the Hurricane

I remember it like it was yesterday. Meeting you for the first time.
Wondering who that gorgeous lady was.

I remember observing you from far away.

I remember our first kiss. You sent chills down my spine; chills of a different nature.

There was something about you; I just couldn't put my finger over what it was.

You were unreadable; and that only made you more mysterious.

I was definitely intrigued.

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"So what happens when you let her see you? Truly see you for who you are?"

"I'll handle it."

You made me feel.
At first, I hated it. I had locked myself out of that for long-- I didn't want any part of it.
But you changed me.

You woke something inside my chest.

And like an addict, I wanted more.

I felt I belonged to it.

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You saw more-- You saw me beyond the veil.

And then every time I closed my eyes-- I lost you.

I didn't want to sleep.
I didn't want to leave you.

I needed to run to you.

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I was supposed to have written this a while ago--

But I was taken.
I had lost.

The thing is--
I never lost you.

I carried you-- And you carried me.

No matter how much noise, no matter how much empty space surrounded me.

You were always there.

All I could do was keep hope--

Hope that one day I would return to you.

I got so close... to thinking I'd never see you again.

I had been reduced to nothing.

I had nothing...

​Except you.

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