Your bliss is my dream

It starts with undiluted euphoria. Saunters in the extreme woods of happiness. Rests in the meadow of elation. Takes a turn through chronic well-being. Falling in love, or rising with it, your choice.

Just know that it won't last. The fusion is never complete; desired and attempted, but impossible. Learn to anticipate and accept the disillusion of feeling misunderstood by the One Who You Thought Knew You So Perfectly Well --but who turned out to not have perfect intuition. It's ok, it can still be love.