I want to be there again.
Find that person again.
I wanna be in that place where her voice could crack every wall I've built
Find my way back to where a single one of her looks could split my skin and see every piece of my soul.
In that existence where I would walk through her door, see her smile at me and every one of my problems would count for nothing and even less.
I wish I could stand by somebody and feel that no matter what, through every raging storm and all the fury of the world could not best us.
I miss feeling how a mere presence could make my world fall beneath the edges, cease to matter and simply live for that singular purpose.
To Love, and to be Loved.
That nothing is real without her touch and how nothing could stirr me from my dreams except for her lips on mine.
When days grow short and nights are long as a lifetime and every single moment is spent revelling in a state of nothing else and everything.
I want to feel the need to clutch at every second so it can not pass without leaving after it a memory that could outlive the ages.

I guess I'm just saying that I miss being a part of a whole, of something more than myself.
To have that thing that nothing else than someone else can bring.

But who knows, maybe that only happens once.