When it begins,
I either feel I must change who I am
or I feel like a princess.
When it begins,
I remember that I live in the past and
I just want to spill it all onto his plate
forgetting that he won't feel the same.
When it begins,
my expectations fly too high too fast.
Anxiously waiting for his arms to be around me
and my head buried in his chest.
When it begins,
he is the only thing on my mind.
Forgetting the world is a habit I shall break.
When it begins,
next time,
I'll be patient.
Expect less of him and more confidence from me.
Don't look at him as a God,
look for his good and the way he is crazy for you.
It will take time,
but it will begin.