I'm Truly Glad

I'm truly glad that with you I can talk about something deep and true. That you won't judge, you'll just listen, and say all of this we'll get through. I'm not perfect and never will be, but a miracle I can make for us two. And let the whole world collapse and the sun explode — I can't help but worship you. At times you are near, and in those moments it's as if I exist, and my very being Seethes and bubbles, shakes and weeps, rejoices and whispers — so much I'm feeling. And then you are gone, I know no rest, I don't give a damn about all — you're my majority. The task is clear, but science is helpless: I'm x and you're y with an equals sign between.