I know you don't mean to, I know people have their own ways of dealing with things and I know that I'm acting silly and unreasonable but how do I explain that when I'm with you the world seems to be spinning rightfully on its axis and when I'm not, I miss you so much it hurts to breathe.

When its different, you feel it all the way deep inside of you. And trust me, this is different. This is love at 5 A.M in the morning. This is love like wanting to run up to the rooftop and scream it out when the streets are quiet and the nightsky is midnight blue. This is love like waking up next to him with his arms around you and never wanting that moment to end.

breathe // dream

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