Afraid to pick the pen up because all I want to write about is you.. Struggling and resisting my internal truth.
Truth number one: I can’t get you off my mind. Constantly seeing thoughts of you, but I act like I’m blind. These feelings never subside.
Truth number two: I have no idea what this means. It’s driving me crazy and I’m coming apart at the seams. This love is NOT as simple as it seems. You’ve completely rearranged my perspective and perception on life and love and what it all means. See what I mean? All roads lead back to love with you. I see multiple paths ahead of me and each one I still see me loving you.
Which leads me to truth number three: I’ve never felt anything like this before. I’m completely terrified of this connection, and yet.. I want more. I want to run away, but something in me calls me to explore.. what this could mean.. what does this mean? Am I crazy? Am I the one complicating things?
How do I tell you I’m in love with you, but it’s deeper than love? Or maybe this is love for what it was always meant to be. Or maybe this is love for what it’s always meant to me. I just was blinded by illusion, but now I can see.. It’s like you came into my world and set my heart free.
And this is why I’m scared to pick up the pen.. because every time I do, I go writing about you again.. love note after love note.. confession after confession.. I fight to resist these feelings and then wonder why I’m obsessing.. obviously there’s a message.. Im certain there’s a lesson..
I’m just so determined to know the reason or know the meaning of what I feel.. when maybe the only purpose is to show me that it’s real.. instead of chasing or seeking a conclusion, allow time to reveal.. maybe I’m supposed to surrender my need for control and let go of the wheel..
Maybe that’s the part of me it heals..


