Philosophy

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My poor boy.  I have no idea how he puts up with me.  How my thoughts don't make him want to kill me.  My mind changes with the wind.  Thoughts come and go faster than most can comprehend.  I don't know what I want and will aimlessly wander until something feels right. 

Most of the time, it doesn't affect anyone.  My loved ones can easily sit by and just wait for me to be content.  PIB on the other hand, feels every painful emotion of my thoughts.  I simply can't wait to be in his arms again.  So no matter where my thoughts lead me, my heart takes me right back to him.

"But I believe in love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
Make her journey bright and pure
That she'll keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, o lord
Into my arms, o lord
Into my arms, o lord
Into my arms"

I simply love him.  In that, my heart bursts when I think about him.  He takes my breath away.  He enhances my happiness.