familiar to all but yourself

When i lose myself in her and she.

Your arm shakes, your palm tightens. Breath. The person in front of you trembles. Excitement? Fear? Love? Lust? Curiosity. What is going on in that tiny immortal moment where you can't move and they can't say anything.

The room begins to sway, things are getting bigger and smaller. Not because you're losing your mind but because you're actually stepping closer to them. You feel your face shatter in an expression that is familiar to all but yourself.

Who is it in front of them? You wonder many things as things become fuzzier and clearer. Your path continues, your hand reaches out. Contact.

They still, make eye contact with you and whatever you see in there makes you nod. What you felt before that spark? It has ignited. All that tumultuous feeling rising up in you, tearing you apart in every direction has crystallized into it resolve.

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