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[prescited]

The trepidation of speaking the truth would eradicate what means the most to me.
How I long to speak the certainty of this matter is long over due.
This seems like a fantasy.
A fantasy I want existent.
Every smile and touch brings a new meaning.
I feel rejection with every sigh.

You seize every breathe of air.
You are ecstasy.
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Words are not sufficient.
You mean more then words.
Because words do not come close to being sentiment.

I do not know who I am.
But I know who you are.