I may not be your priority
What's actually wrong with you?

I understand but I do not accept this catastrophic notion
Who hurt you?
Who have you hurt?

I spend my every energy conjuring up ways of making you realize how necessary I am,
but would you even know Me if you felt Me?
Do you remember the soft embrace cascade down your back making every hair stand in applause for your leap of bravery,

Breathe

And for ever admitting to such a bold and indispensable feeling of Me?
I am bewildered by how hastily you shake your head at the very thought of Me, removing Me from your peripherals
All because it is easier for you to be focused on the clinical ambitions of your life
Wait, have you ever even had me?

How would you know?
Have you ever been so understood that it is almost eerie that she knows that about you?
Do you feel at peace knowing she is in the same room as you even though no words are uttered?
Is it impossible to look into her eyes for more than 5 seconds without feeling like she is looking right into you?

Breathe

Do you enjoy watching her revel in the simple pleasantries of life?
does this make you happy?
does she?

Ah ha! you fool. There I am, right there, Hi.

You do not realize that I am the embodiment of life.
You feel me in your work you enjoy so much,
You see me in the hallowed faces that flutter in your personal space
You hear me in the wind as it caresses the leaves; reminding them that it is the things you cannot see, but feel, that actually, and really move you.

You absolute fool,
You are nothing without me.

But you will see me, in her face, when she smiles tenderly at the stars, when she smells the aroma of unpicked flowers, when you realize that she has embodied me,
and it will transcend within you

But you better hurry, for I have no time for oblivious blokes
Be brave little heart

I will teach you how to live.
Accept me, in all my uncertainty and newness
I am evergreen
Love, it's always love.
I am in the every crevice of your life,
I will commandeer you

Just, breathe