Merry-go-round

Sometimes i wonder if i will ever stop going around in circles.
You know that kind of feeling,
that the world just keeps spinning
and all you see is a blur of colours and hardly distinguishable shapes?
Today is one of those days.
I wish the world would stop spinning,
so that for once i can see how blue the sky is
and how beautiful your face looks against all that blue.
The thing is,
the pain starts when the spinning stops.
Along with the fears and the doubts and the unanswered questions.
And then i remembered that this is what got me spinning in the first place.
You.
Your beauty.
My insanity.
Our silence.