Love. What is love?
Sometimes I feel like love is a substance slowly being drained from my body.
I’d like to believe I once had love,
but its days like this that make me wonder if it even exists or if its but a mere illusion that we create in our heads.
I met a guy.
I thought I had been in Love before,
but this was different.
The intensity was undeniable between us.
More than magnetic it was electric.
It made sense.
I made the conscious decision to invest my time and emotional energy into the possibility of something great.
I let my walls down that have been carefully crafted over the course of a very lengthy time in order to keep my heart safe.
I am not certain where we stand,
I’m afraid that I may not have the courage to risk potentially losing my peace of mind for this Love Phenomenon.