I woke up just in time to watch you walk away.
And as you disappeared, I wondered how I would tell you.
I had so much to chose from, but no method in mind.
I don't want to lose you, I wanted to say.
Because you amaze me.
You touch me in ways no one ever has.
And I think you're the first person I have ever loved without reservations.
I worked for years, constructing walls I've never let anyone into.
There are people who think they've seen me, but no one has.
They've seen the carefully constructed facade I wear every day.
And in some situations, they've seen the ever so clever facade I wear beneath that.
It's like a security system you think you've disarmed, only to meet another brick wall.
And behind that, there is steel.
You're the first person I've let see me.
I cry, and you kiss me.
Your lips on mine, your eyelashes fluttering against my cheek, they soothe me.
They intoxicate me, and you are my drug.
Your fingers touch me, and I know no pain.
You smile, and the world is right.