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A Different Feeling

What is a world without life? What is an ocean without its creatures? They're still what they're originally designed for and always will be, It's what lives within them that completes the vision that God wanted us to see. I affixiated myself in a world where I believed no necessities where needed, When there was something that came around I refused to accept it so in result it was the fifth I pleaded. Without a person sitting in a chair it still and will forever be that chair, But when a person sits...it makes the view of the chair more exciting when the person is there. See, in my world nothing is truly needed with the exception of God but He sees a piece of me missing, True enough nothing more than Him is needed but He knows there is a balance in the puzzle missing. This explains why He blessed me with you to restore my natural well being, Ever since you came into my heart it has constantly been singing. With you in my life everything is a lot easier and quite frankly you have aggressively made me better, Every touch...everything you do to me has erupted my soul to feeling the passion a lover would feel when receiving a three page letter. As the life in my world you've created a sense of happiness in the air, As the creatures in my ocean you have brought beauty to my eyes that removes any despair. I will never pressure your mind by saying I desperately need you, But I will say that without you I'd be split in two. Though at a sense I can never say never when I'm creating thoughts of you, At times I catch myself thinking about you without purposely thinking about you if that makes sense too. Your graceful presence and gentle nature honestly makes my heart feel loved, And as I think of the many wonderful things you are to me I desire all of the above...

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