It is, it is only with you that I don’t wish I were anywhere else
It is, it is only with you that my heart feels smooth and the tremors turn to murmurs
It is, it is only, only with you that my breath isn’t pulled through my chest like taffy
It is, it is only, only with you that my laughter is legitimate, my sadness is most intimate and my soul is not just an estimate
It is, it is, only, only with you, with you that my insecurity is just a flicker and my anxiety barely a twinge
It is only with you that I can show what I hate and wonder if it’s still possible to
love.

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