How can something feel like heaven but hurt like hell?
The fact that you can make me feel this way,
Think this way,
Act this way,
The fact that without knowing it, you have so much power over me is terrifying
What do you have that's so special?
How do you make the room spin when you walk in?
Why do you make my heart pound,
Skin sweat,
Knees weak,
Mind fuzzy?
Maybe it's the light that beacons from your eyes when you smile?
Or the kind words that flow from your mouth?
Or that gentle touch, afraid that it will shatter me into pieces
Perhaps it's how you make me feel beautiful when I need it most
Out of all souls, your's feels the purest,
You make me feel like the beauty of a thousand mountains, all the wild rivers, rustling leaves on ancient trees, cushioning clouds, sweet clear water and the ripe, bright white petals of a Jasmine flower
I don't know why I feel this way about you.
Maybe it's just that you make me feel adored
