Love is debilitating.
I cannot breathe if we do not speak.
I cannot function when my every thought is of her.
She is my everything.
She is why the Earth continues to rotate,
And the sun continues to rise.
She is why the birds chirp,
Singing Apollo’s precious love songs.
Her beauty is nature’s greatest work,
But her heart and soul is my saving grace.
My heart skips when we talk.
My entire being exists solely for her.
Eros’s arrow struck my heart the moment blue eyes met hazel.
Love blossomed when laughs and smiles were exchanged.
I became hers when hands touched,
When promises were made.