Topic of Discussion

What’s the topic…man I don’t know…at times I wonder what I’m talking for…playing tag with the words that as of right now…seem to evade me…and yet I still chase them playfully…I’d rather forfeit and let them have their way with me…that’s perfectly ok with me….and to a listener…this might come off as me rambling…egging myself on to bring forth the right words…but nothing's coming over-easy…so I find myself scrambling…before my heart and my nerve take a never-ending trip away from my mind….I’m kinda nervous… but fuck it….I figure you’ll either hate it or you’ll love it….like your favorite recipe…a dash of uncertainty….a sprinkle of sincerity…adjust the time and maybe you’ll have a better me…with a name like Syncere….there’s no such thing as a sincerer  me…..but people use these words so sparingly…so forgive my hesitance….preferring now more than ever…since this isn’t something I’d prefer to be resting wit…or sleeping wit…but if I did…I pray to keep the same thoughts that I went to sleep…dreaming  wit…maybe then I could find the words to say…thankful god has given me another shot at this thing called life….and so I wake…and so I pray…I pray for you…I pray for me…lol…its funny cuz I should be praying for courage…having the nerve to say…what I hope u already  see…but somehow…u find it insufficient…where u find simplicity…I find indifference…thinking that showing is better than telling…buying is better than selling…heaven is better than hell-in its literal sense…I’m literally saying that this feeling is heaven-sent…and if I died today…these are the same feelings I’d fly to heaven wit…and ask God for a second chance…cause I ain't waiting….and if he refuse me…I’d tickle the thought of aligning myself wit Satan…nah I’m just playing…but understand my logic…this is too hot a topic for my mind to drop it…..though something in my mind is telling me to stop it….at war with my heart….as I notice my wave of emotion….as my first instincts are daring me to ride it….or ride with it…the conclusion hasn’t come to fruition…but our future seems prolific…..the only catch is you too…have to be with it…cuz what’s a me with no you….a woman…wit no man….a window...no view...a sea…with no land….a song wit no hook…a crime….no crook….a….         you see what I’m saying???....I’m only half of what I am….without your presence…its crazy cuz the topic of discussion….is the one….I’m having problems with discussing…you’re not just the one….you’re the woman that I’m wanting…the woman I admire….the woman I desire…the woman I aspire…to be next to…it goes without saying that you're special…but have you noticed???...my sort of Ali-like shuffle…as I dance around a subject so direct….I watch you over there sitting….like a volunteer at a sit-in….but I’m certain that there’s nothing to protest….I guess…..there’s nothing to contest….and with that said...I confess…even better yet…..I profess…..that..…”I Love you” - Syncere