He is the icing on the cake
The blood in my veins
The smell of fresh cut grass.
He is everything that makes life sweeter
And worth living.

He is the wind to my back,
The butterflies in my stomach
The random smiles throughout the day.
He makes me feel what every girl wants.

But he is also the late night tears
The breakdowns
The anxieties.
He is the fears and
The long hours of the night
Spent over-analyzing

I don't know which is worse.

Loving another self more than your own
Obsessing over someone's touch
Craving a person, and needing them
Makes it so very easy to lose yourself.

Then there is the over-thinking,
The doubts, the lies, the scheming
The way you feel like they don't care,
Makes it so very easy to hurt yourself.