None of this is supposed to make sense.

That’s the beauty of it;

of life, of us.

We can be unpredictable, impulsive.

We don’t have to make sense, and we can do it together.

 

There’s something there…

in the spaces between us.

A spark.

It ignites whenever I see you, when you smile.

I think I knew from the first time I heard you laugh.

I knew I wanted that in my life,

the electricity you carry with you,

it’s infectious…

 

So give in to the sensations,

advancing daily on us both…

Live in the moment.

Forget any limitations of the future,

let go of your reservations from the past.

Just be. Be in the spaces in between.

Be with me.

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