I love you.
I love you and I don’t know what to do about it.
I love you so much, it hurts to think of how I’m capable to hurt you.
It hurts to think that I have hurt you in the past.
I love you so much, you render me speechless.
Pretty, coherent prose no longer comes out of my mouth at the sight of you.
My knees go weak, they buckle when I look at you.
I miss you even when you’re right in front of my eyes.
I miss you even when we’re kissing.
I’m always trying to close the gap between us but close will never be close enough.
I miss you especially when we’re separated by kilometers and a wide spread of sea.
I miss the moments we spend together and I curse the ones we spend apart.
I reach for you in the dark and in the light.
I can’t breathe at the thought of losing you.
Your love is choking me.
It’s not letting me breathe, it’s not letting me stand.
With you, an ‘I love you’ is never just an ‘I love you’.
It’s ‘I would die for you’ and ‘I would live for you’.
I think the stars live and dance in your eyes.
I think the love I have for you is debilitating.
I think my entire universe revolves around what you are.
I know, with absolute certainty, that losing you would ruin every fiber of my being and every stardust that makes up who I am.
And that terrifies me to an extent greater than we are.

‪I am no woman of god, but watching you fall sleep is a religious experience‬

I am no believer in the afterlife, but I’ll end this lifetime just to know you all over again in another

I am not of strong faith, but before you my entire soul kneels

I am no Greek goddess, but I will drink every last bit of you until you flow like ichor in my veins

‪And I am no temple, no mosque nor church, but call me your sanctuary and lay your prayers unto me‬

‪You know I am no holy woman, but with you, I never want to be one‬