Philosophy

the reality of phillosophy is weird
that its a meaning, a definition, a way of life that people all live
i study it
i analyze it and write about it for a grade i identify it i discover it i summarize it i elaborate on it
but i cant do that with you
you are a philosophy
you are a fundameental nature of my knowledge, my reality, my whole existence
i cant explain to you
i cant explain how you make me feel
i cant explain how you help me get through everyday
i cant explain how you are my fundamental nature
but you are
its something i have to just experience and not analyze
i cant pinpoint the right word for it so writing about philosophy is pointless but its just the general idea
that you obtain
you obtain it with open hands in an embrace
but i cant retract my hand and myself from you and just look at you
i can’t pull myself far back enough to look at all of you
to analyze your whole nature