Prose in February

Everytime we cross paths,
it's like time stands still
I know you realize my intentions are pure
Soul spirits
Searching for a reason to believe again
To feel again
We dream of a world where we can love freely
For so long I was misguided
Then you came along
You gave me a new desire
A will to live...
Hopefully one day,
I can reciprocate this gift
Now my heart no longer races.
But a perfect rhythm
like gentle rain on a window.
I feel harmony  
so I no longer deal with my wicked anxiety.
these are just words that are true, so real.
Cause a day without you,
is like a thousand years gone by
searching and longing,
faced with the memories
As nights turn into day
Moonlight till morning sun