I’m over you. Just not the way you make me feel.
You make me feel… existentially real,
like retracted sensations from the color wheel.
You make me feel…
Like a poem read by children on the sidewalk.
You make me feel… like mischief; like myself.
Like a pyramid erected within the hour glass of time.
You make me feel… whole and complete.
Like the works of Shakespeare bound together in leather on my coffee table.
You make me feel… forever against time.
Like a white rabbit burrowing down his hole, being chased by Alice.
You make me feel… so inexplicably so.
that any attempt of an explanation comes out scrambled like my own attempt at an omelet.
You make me feel… Like a dreamer.
Like the Universe is one, giant alarm clock and i’ve overslept.
You make me feel… Like a God among gods.
Like man among sheep while goddesses weep from the loss of their sleep.
You make me feel… At peace and tranquil.
Gone and yet still at home to the charm and the call of the thrill.
You make me feel… like lifting the stars.
High above Mars, and echoing frenzy of silence in scars.
You make me feel… Afraid to feel again.
You make me feel… Lost.
You make me feel… Love.
You make me feel… Life.
You make me feel… Normal!
If only just for a brief moment in time,
You make me feel… like Bryant.
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