@FAELIET Thank you for exposing me so beautifully, darling. But you are not wrong. All I am is love, need, and desire for you. I know nothing but this obsession, and I do not want it to be anything but you.
How do I even describe you, when nothing can hold what it does to me to see you? You are beyond comprehension. Beyond what any words could hope to capture. And it leaves me weak every time I realize you are not a figment of imagination.
There is little more excruciating for a lover of words than the silence of having no one to speak to. So I end up talking to myself, which is hardly helping me appear sane.