My dear love, I started explaining you in colors; in depth that don’t exist.
And my thoughts get jumbled up because of you.
You leave me tongue tied and twisted and when you do that, my knees shake.
My body begins to shiver.
And my chest hurts and my heart starts to beat faster.
I then start to think that stars and constellations and sunsets were made after you, and these colors that don’t exist exist in a burst of lightning when I’m with you.
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