It's indescribable, this feeling--a jumble of adjectives, a cacophony of emotions, an ocean of being.

It's when I look over at you to see you smiling at me; when you thread my fingers through yours because you claim my hand 'seemed lonely'. It's when you start a silly conversation to cheer me up, and when a smile spreads across your face like how the rays of the sun at dawn melts upon the earth. 

It's how a squeeze of your hand can bring me comfort, and how your eyes convey more than words ever can.

Funny how I scorned it all before you came, but I'm glad you did.

(Even though we've now become a cliche of our own.)

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Writer's semi-block.

My attempt at a writing exercise for today.

-Rach