terça-feira, 25 de março de 2014
I'm at a loss for words. I'm happy to the extent in which happy is no longer the word to use. I can't tell you when I started loving you. Moreso, I don't think it ever did start. I feel like I've known you forever and I was just waiting for you to come into my life. You are but an extension of my being and with that I attain a sense of fullfilment I would not get by loving you only. Love is an euphemism, not applicable in our unique situation (don't try and explain this to anyone, no one will understand how strong this feeling we share is). And as I am at this loss for words I like to simply look at you and see a reflection of the most perfect of emotions. I shall forever be lost and in you I shall always find me. My soulmate, my reflection.