I don't know this feeling. All I know is that I'm drowning...
Drowning in a mixture of bliss and agony...
Love? Is that it? Because, if so, then...
Oh my ******* God... is this ever so confusing?!
10 years
20 years
30 years
40 years
50 years?!
Wow... um...
That's a really long time.
Will it last? No ******* clue.
But still, when you find someone who meshes beautifully with your quirks, You at least have to try...
Right?
I know what you're thinking... "I can't do it."
"I'm scared."
"What if something happens?"
I understand. You're bruised.
I guess some people never got the message, "Hearts aren't punching bags."
Those ******* don't deserve you!
But, you know who does? Someone who respects you.
A person who sees your worst and still ******* loves you.
And if anything, I'm sure they're close by.
I wrote this in 2016 while in the throws of relationship anxiety. It was a message to myself at that moment. Ultimately, the person I was referencing is no longer close by, but that's okay. The universe had different plans. I also cringe at my usage of the word "deserve" cause I've since then found an issue with it... one that perhaps one day, I'll write a poem about. But, I decided the keep the original format, excluding a few spacing and punciation fixes.