i've trialed insensitivity as my soul's concept and conclude that senses are both the cause and cure of loneliness.
with the sight of her, happiness shines radiantly, although dimming with the thought of vanity.
with the sound of her, a melody gently encases me, soothing me, although abrupt silence follows my immediate reality check.
i'd go deeper, yet my emotions cascade as waterfalls, flowing unceasingly. since sensitivity seems, to some, unseen, maybe she'll see it's abundance in me.
Tangled,
-Mr. Vaughn
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