Back to Life

When I see you, hold you, and touch your face, I realize how you bring me back to life. It's like I had been asleep all this time, and you woke me up once again. It's not that I feel miserable when you're gone, it's just that I cannot feel anything at all. Your words, your kisses, your looks, your laughter; all those things turn me into a sensitive being again. Without them, it's as if I were in a coma, as if someone had taken all my senses away from me. You make me feel, you make me be. You have everything I long to have, everything that's missing in my life. It's such a big problem to be so far away from you. My love for you is so big that, sometimes, it goes out of my body in the form of tears. My body ceases to be an adequate container for such an amazingly large feeling.

I need you here by my side to be aware of my very nature, of my human conditon, of myself. I need you because you make me complete. You set me free. Without you, happiness is a strange concept in my life.

C. S. Lewis once said, "Things always work according to their nature". My nature is to be with you; without that, I cannot work, I cannot possibly be.

From the deepest corners of my soul, I love you.

Ok, ok, ok.