if i could show you what i would have given up in the last hours to spend, instead in [bad word]  in your warm arms. what is there that i still need outside of you? i've broken it all down: and i ultimately love by nothing other than my heart. and the greatest everything and all that it was ever filled with was you. now, my separation which points out everything that's missing, i see far down to the simplest of all things: what made me happy, what warmed me. traveling across everything and every feeling like no one before you.