The Essence of love
Inhale
Exhale
Relax
Breathe
Words I repeat 24 hrs a day
7 days a week, whenever I’m around you.
But why is this? Is this because of pure exhilaration?
Or is it because I’m keeping myself from causing a suicidal volcanic eruption
I can’t seem to process my thoughts when I’m around you, and it isn’t because of a lack of words
My mind seems to scream at the top of its lungs till immediate impact.
Loss of words.
Inhale
Exhale
Relax
Breathe
Why every time I’m with you I feel like you don’t appreciate me?
Why do you get angry when I try to solve/fix/initiate?
Why don’t you try to share any of my interests? Get to know me
A stranger is what I often feel like when I am around you
Someone who strolls along your side constantly studying your every move
You say you love me and I believe you but are you truly in love with me? Or are in love with merely the thought of me? Might I add those are two extremely different things
Expressive is a word that greatly defines me. I’m an artist, it flows through my vibrant color filled veins
I’m a reader, Creative and Imaginative
I’m a writer, Sentimental and expressive
The rawness that comes with those things is undeniable, yet, it always appears to me that you go completely against it.
Compassionate, Understanding
Why am I lost in my own heart feeding like a leech at the sight of your gentle warm face?
Inhale
Exhale
Relax
Breathe
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