It's seeing the rest of my life in the eyes of someone i've only just met.
It's the thoughts that we share without saying them.
It's the ache when we part, and the wakefulness when we meet.
It's the happiness that shrouds us from reality while we melt into each other for a few brief moments.
It is glowing on the inside and flourishing on the outside
It's staying awake with you because nothing else makes me feel so alive.
It's the flow that's sometimes turbulent; the warmth we share between us.
The thoughts I write with my fingers in the palms of your hands.
It's quiet, but knowing. Anxious, but hopeful.
It's a flash of warmth that crosses into pieces you didn't know you had.
It's the dreamy limbo between awake and exhausted.
It's terrifying to know that something must inevitably change.