You got me feeling all sorts of things.
Emotions I struggle to identify.
Loving you seems foolish because you are not here with me.
It seems impossible because I don't see you.
So I wonder how I fell so hard for you when all I have are memories and pictures.

It could be your heart. Your gentleness with slight roughness on the edges. Mystery. Secrets that run deep. You intrigue me.

I wish to see you as I please, to speak with you while getting lost in your beautiful eyes, adorable eyes that captured my heart.

Sometimes it's a bit much... I get frustrated, I have tons of questions and lingering insecurities. I'd wonder if these feelings I have for you are enough...Is there more I should do?

Love is a difficult thing. A sweet task filled with many hurdles. It's painful yet laced with possibility and unspoken strength.
Still, I say, years later, what I feel for you is new to me.

It's like a beating pulse that has my mind thinking of you every minute. Active and alive,   and refusing to subside.

I have so many things I want to share with you, see with you and experience with you. Maybe I want more than you can offer.
Expectations can destroy a beautiful thing...but my heart won't nudge. You are mine.