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I don't understand it. I am not a anxious person. But lately, I've been catching myself on the edge of a break down -- not necessarily a destructive breakdown, more like a breakdown of happiness. Thinking about how much I love her... It's almost pathetic. Wanting her in my arms holds a physical ache. Thoughts of her have formed an almost meditative mantra. Her presence calms my mind like the shoreline does the sea. Revelation. She's become my anchor.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
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I don't understand it. I am not a anxious person. But lately, I've been catching myself on the edge of a break down -- not necessarily a destructive breakdown, more like a breakdown of happiness. Thinking about how much I love her... It's almost pathetic. Wanting her in my arms holds a physical ache. Thoughts of her have formed an almost meditative mantra. Her presence calms my mind like the shoreline does the sea. Revelation. She's become my anchor.
And I find myself sinking deeper everyday. Just a rambling of thoughts. R <3 ** Leigh
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
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