i throw it around so much...because i feel it bears repeating, chanting, singing...
perhaps it has grown familiar; but what other way can i express the way you make me feel?
i could smile when i see your face...
but i already do so innately.
i can give you a thousand hugs and kisses...
but those are directives my body follows involuntarily.
as individuals, we are mere specks floating through time;
but collectively, we are complete.
it weighs heavily; yet i am strong;
i drown in your enigmatic allure; yet i am thirsty.
the mystery that you are, and all its splendor, defines your complexities...
and that captivates me.
i want to learn more of your language when we follow each others rhythms.
i throw it around so much...because it bears repeating, chanting...
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