And, goddammit, every single time I see you
(for you are both my home and my furthest star)
Every time that you save my weary eyes-
Dammit, every time I see you-
I’m at a loss for words.
Somethings can only be expressed clumsily because my attempts all eloquence would fall short. Somethings make everything I am fall short. Somethings... some people mostly... one person, honestly.