Monday, April 14, 2008

 

04.14.08

Trigger. Pull.

I've been wearing this necklace for far too long.

Aww, dood...

This is bad.

I don't want to do anything...

...except be with her.

Languish.

I just don't want to miss you right now.

Whenever I sing or dance, I imagine it as if I'm doing it solely for you.

That's how I know.

That's why I close my eyes and look down or up while doing it.

Even when you're right there.

I never jump into a situation that I'm not 100% sure or am in ample control of.

You have no idea how hard it is for me to get that close to somebody.

Yet, she makes it easy somehow.

The alarms aren't going off.

So versatile.

So many things remind me of her.

She makes me laugh without even trying and we carry on for hours on end.

My world is saturated something saccharine with her happiness and it crumbles with her discontent.

A professional Mind Ninja, she continuously and effortlessly infiltrates every vacant spot in my mind throughout the day.

I conjure up entire novels in my mind in a desperate attempt to put to thought exactly how she makes me feel.

I write stupid vignettes and short paragraphs just to try to capture just what it is about her...

...but they can never measure up.

An all-encompassing comfort, her presence settles me and even when my body is in the midst of its worst backlash, I feel no tinge of pain or soreness when I'm next to her.

The power of her touch is beyond words and she tames my wild thoughts whenever she kindly indulgences me with that smile.

She is my Valkyrie, the complement to my Centurion ranking, and her loyalty and dedication to those that she loves rivals my own and is something worthy of respect.

The fact that she understands the beauty of the world and the transient nature of life further augments my adorations.

She rightfully illuminates the pedestal that I've placed her upon.

I am just babbling. Mind vomit.

Intellect. Street smarts. Strength.

Smiles. Warmth. Comfort.

This lovely love's got it all.

The road looks promising.

This is the best part of romance-- the youth.

...But I always tend to keep the things I like around and make it last for as long as forever.

Docking out...
-Ryan : it's been a while since this

Ryan posted this at 3:01 AM.