Unexpected contact.
At first a sense of surprise. Shock.
  Blank eyes.

A moment later.
Once that sweet backside is around the corner.
  I can see my heartbeat.
        I haven't seen that in a while.
It feels good to feel again.

The pounding on my chest. Neck.
  Soul.
All I can do is smile incontrollably.
        As I realise that some of that emotion I need.
  Is met.
Atleast a little bit.
And I realise that it will only get greater.
  I hope.

Its hard to have this sense of security.
When Im not so sure anything is there.
I like to think there is.
Something great. Some immense. Potential.
    Where I am both the cure and the disease.
    And so is she.

Two different symptoms.
Opposites in each retrospect.
Yet so similar in other ways.
        But not.
    Missing puzzle piece.

Complete me.
Yeah. Thats corny.
But true.
  I dont yet know.
  This is.
        Different than the rest.
Not necessarily in a good way.
        Emotions timid.
        Even to myself.
Strange. Interesting.
        I invite them to come out. But everything seems.
  Suppressed.
Like I am afraid to. Feel vulnerable again.
When what might could be is already.
  So fragile.

I like to give everything.
    A chance.
But. Well.
This is the first one that has come.
I don't want to screw it up.
Because.
I can see something beautiful.
  A future.

        But.
  This wall between me.
  Has no doors.