What do you call that feeling you get when your heart explodes and overflows with a substance sweeter than the finest honey and all you want is to savor the taste...
And it unravels itself from the vines and weeds that have bind themselves around it so tightly any attempt to manually remove them would have resulted in a disaster
What do you call that feeling you get when your heart is so overwhelmed with an amount of happiness that is the equivalent of jewels and treasures to kings and queens...
And it shines through your eyes, your movement and your smile emitting hope for dreams, possibilities and ideas to realise potential you had no comprehension of, within yourself
What do you call that feeling you get when your heart skips a beat, your palms clam up and there are butterflies in your tummy...
And you walk to your own backround music, a theme of songs relating only to you, your mind, your body and your soul
What do you call that feeling you get when your heart experiences pure ecstacy with the existance of his creativity, his words, his heart, him...
That feeling could be love, possibly, but if it isn't...
its pretty damn close!
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this is my favorite. read it a couple of times. i can not have said it better.
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