Ever have the feeling where you feel like your life is slowly spinning out of control? You see it in front of your eyes and you can’t stop it. You can’t yell out for help because you hide the warning signs so well…or are you? You wake up every day, like nothing at all happened the night before. You are collected after a few Tylenol’s and a glass of water. An attempt to rid the throbbing headache, and re-hydrate yourself. No one can tell a difference. Or maybe they can, and just don’t know what to say. Just like you don’t know how to admit to yourself that you need to stop.
What about that feeling where you feel completely at peace with life. Shit is hitting the fan left and right, but somehow deep down and within you know that it will all be okay somehow. One day it will all mend itself and be okay. Children have tear struck faces from days of crying. Their stomachs bulging from malnutrition. Frail limbs barely able to hold themselves up. Yet somehow, they manage the brightest smile. They know life sucks, but somehow…they are able to find the peace within them, telling them that it’s okay. Ever have that feeling?
I love you. three little words.
I don’t think I have loved you as much as I do now.
I never realized how purely happy I am with you until this past weekend.
How insanely comfortable I felt with you, how proud I was to be with you, and to have you by my side.
Taking care of you when you got sick, and ironically you taking care of me when I got sick the next day.
Taking naps and passing out in your lap as you did homework. Not wanting to move.
Recently we have been talking about moving in together. I mean we always talked about it, but recently we have been talking about it…like for real. It scares me to death, but it warms my heart up at the same time, and smacks that smile on my face.
Love. Intoxicating. Addictive. Destructive. Fulfilling.
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