Taking the plunge
Everything I do, reminds me of you. You're around everywhere
I go, in each breath that I take. How funny it felt earlier when I heard
someone say so! How could anyone affect you to the degree where the other
person begins to matter to you more than you ever mattered to yourself?
How and why is it that I feel so for you? Is that how love
is? Is that how it feels when you pledge yourself to someone for the rest of
your life?
My lips tremble when I speak your name, as if the sound of
your name mentioned against my lips has shamelessly kissed me in broad
daylight. I flush at the thought of you and me and I'm left with a gaping void
when your lips don't meet mine.
In the evening I desperately cling onto my pillow to sleep,
wanting it to be you, with my arms all over you. Holding on to and remembering
your scent from when you had me wrapped in your arms. I dream of our life
in the coming years and how easy does it seem with you by my side.
Darling don't you know that I love you. So much that I've
become a slave to my heart's desires. That it wants you all the time, only
works in my favor. I'd happily stay in this blissful captured mode until it
ceases to exist.
My love for you keeps growing each day and I'm scared that
someday it'll be too much. Can one love someone too much over the years? This
is just the beginning for us. What if I fall deeper in love with you with each
passing day in the years to come and there is nothing left to be said and done?
That this spark would grow and burn someday? That I would grow to be dependent
on you for the largest portion of my life. The very thought terrifies me. I do
not know if I could ever tell you how much.
At times, I am afraid of loving you too much. To love
someone to the highest degree of passion and wanting. It feels like I am
lifting higher with each passing day. The higher I go, the more I am afraid to
look down.
I realize how scared I am of the fall.
Yet, you keep me going. I let myself dream more. I let myself float.
~S
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