A block of certainty

So i've overcome a form of writer's block, for some reason i cannot mesh my thoughts and words together. My thoughts are mere thoughts, throughout this summer i was a slave to my mind, trapped behind its bars, torn into pieces... i used to lie awake at night for hours, each moment, physical pain from a mental disposition. I do not quite have the eloquence of my dear Noelle, her thoughts are her words, her words are her thoughts, when she writes i can hear her, so beautiful.. She portrays her passions in such an artistic way, she understands the world from no mere ordinary perspective; a trait sadly few people have left. She doesn't understand what a writer's block is, for it is the block she inscribes her life and thoughts upon, her understanding of the world a tool. Within these past weeks i've discovered my bars have disappeared, no more lying awake in torment and fear,, no more lying awake in the wiles of the world.. i lie awake in Love, in the bliss of my ever mysterious Noelle Nitasha O'Brien, she's my new-found world, she opens my skies and is proof of a Lord that loves me. My life has changed, my world has changed... There is no writers block in my life anymore, no uncertainty, no restless nights,,, and just as easy as Noelle can write a beautiful piece of art on paper, she has wrote love all over my heart. She's such an amazing young woman, i love her and with Lord's help someday i will marry her.