oh

dear me.

I think, i might be, just slightly

wholly and completely

head over heels in love.

Silly me.

It starts with a look lasting only two seconds.

Its Simple yet highly confusing
exciting but equally as petrifying
beautiful but as destructive as anything can get.
i wonder if he can see these contradictions that make camp behind my eyes.

He makes me question my motives
my failure to see my worth
my permanent demons
my hopes and my fears
my inability to trust
my constant pervasive mindset
and he gives me faith

All that with just one look.

Yet, i don't think he realises what i think when i look at him for those 2 seconds.
and when he asks i can't put it into words.

even in that short span of time
my mind is trying to come up with excuses for my thoughts and actions towards him.
trying to process a feeling ive never felt.
That in those two seconds almost everything is quiet.

and the answer is simple

The best things are not meant for definition
Not by words, or by metaphors
There are simply meant to be felt.

A man and women stand opposite each other, they can see each others heads, but not their bodies. The bodies are being shielded by a brick wall. A wall that the women has tried her hardest to build. The man raised his arm and tried to break through to get the women at the other side. while the women, frantically tries to build back the pieces that have come loose, she steps back and allows a single tear to slither down her cheek. The man, seeing this, stops and looks at the women. They do nothing but stand there, in complete and utter silence, until the woman opens her mouth to speak. “Its not you. There's something about you, that scares me, something i know that if you break this wall down, i wont be able to handle” But he doesn't turn away. Instead he stays dead still, and smiles. “You scare me too, but we got this”

And just like that she let him in.

- ALH