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I feel strange...
It's not a bad thing, because...
I feel good. I want to smile.
I feel like I used to..all those years ago.
Fresh, crisp, sharp like a razor.
I've talked to her all day long...
For many days now...yet...
I want more...I want to talk to her now.
Somehow I feel as if she calls me.
Like she's drawing my soul out.
I wonder how much it will eat away hers.
...Just waiting...
My how I wish I wasn't having this feeling...
Perhaps then I could find the word to describe it.
Truthfully I embrace the feeling.
As I wish I could embrace her now.
It's such a pure and nurturing feeling.
Will it be there when I wake?