What is ****?

What is ****…?
Written by: ElzEye

It’s the…
It’s the euphoric sensations that only music can create…
The reminiscent memories that come to mind if you could just relate…
It’s the sleepless nights waking up to a stiff neck…
The dreams of giving up while you’re jumping from the cliffs edge…
It’s the constant yelling and the many accusations…
The faking of a crooked smile while your heart is actually breaking…
It’s the anxiety attacks when you feel like going insane…
The Edgar Allen Raven and its haunting tapping on the window pain…
It’s the nights I sit alone only just to watch you sleep…
The fact that no other chemistry of emotions could ever be this deep…
It’s the conversations and the laughter over silly things…
The here and after, the whispers holding in my will to scream…
It’s the will to fulfill my dreams but always falling short…
The attention span that you display when we watch my favorite sport…
It’s the confusion when I wonder what the hell we fight for…
The thickness in the air that chokes me when you’re spiteful…
It’s the pain I feel every time I watch you cry…
The overwhelming sensation when I just want to die…
It’s the reading of your mind when all I see are riddles…
The pathetic attempt and failure to meet you in the middle…
It’s the sound of your voice that makes up the soundtrack to my day…
The coming to an end cause I don’t know what more to say…
It’s the special moments that I won’t ever forget…
The fact that I will forever travel this lonely road of regret…
It’s the words I’ve said and without a doubt you know I meant this…
The fact that I will be dead the moment that I end this…