Nice. Naive. Beautiful

Some say that silence is golden. Others say that it's over rated.
Silence is chaotic.
It's in this place that I hear you.
It's in this place that I can feel you.
It's overwhelming. I lose myself in your mystery.
I can't seem to get myself together.
I don't know how to speak.
I forget who I am.
I no longer want to hold on.
So I let go.
Slowly, I fade.
I rapidly understand.
It's not about getting a grip.
It's about losing grasp.
I want to scream.
This is the best feeling.
This is what I've been looking for.
I don't know why.
And I don't think I should
Trust. Hope. Faith.