This Ecstasy

The true meaning of ecstasy has come to fruition.
Before I met you I couldn’t get it.
I only tried competition.
Competing for men that simply didn’t fit.

You drive me insane…in a good way.
I get this unpredicatable high.
Have me confused on what I should say.
Trust me, I try.

Being around you is a thrill.
I can’t sit still enough and I’m amused.
This must be magic or some type of skill.
I hope I can permanently mesh this fuse.

Compose some type of mental fusion.

I love you…the words I’m looking for.
It should be illegal to fall this hard from this high up.
This ecstasy is some type of blur.

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