I am perpetually perplexed by you.

You are the coherence of my scrambled thoughts
and the paradox that scrambled them
in equal measure.

You are both the calamity of my disordered mind
and the salvation of my fragile heart.

You are all of the sounds I hear when you're near
and yet you are also the silence between us.

You are the distance between blinks and tears,
yet also the parting of my lips for a laugh.

You are all of the things I love that exist
and yet nothing that exists compares to you.

I have felt an isolation that I...