naked truth

Inspiration:
Adele - Lovesong
Ludovico Einaudi - Nuvole Bianche

I'm sitting here, listening to the captivating work of Ludovico Einaudi, and my heart feels as if it's about to explode. Thoughts of you make my hands tremble.

I mourn the time we've spent only in my imagination; I want to help you save the real world.

Consider this blog my gift to you.  I've got other reasons to write, but I know that my intense motivation couldn't have risen from logical reasoning alone.

With you, I have no idea what to say or how to say it. All I know is that I want to know the "real" you instead of the knight in shining armor from my imagination. I long to take apart the man I've built til only your naked truth lies beside me.