love is a curious thing.
no dictionary definition or movie moment could accurately capture what i have for you.
somehow in the millions of desperate empty souls, i found you and somehow in the millions of directions life can go, you and i ended up with our hearts entangled.
the strings attached and not letting go any time soon.
no it wasn’t a whirlwind of butterflies puncturing my insides in one splitting moment or late nights spent miles apart, but under the same moon, pouring our silly adolescent thoughts out to one another.
but it was you and me growing up and making mistakes and becoming ourselves and realizing that our stars create the most beautiful constellation.
the imperfect way we fell in love is the epitome of why my mind is infatuated on all that you are.
i don’t know how you’ve done it but you have captured me like a drug i can’t seem to escape.
im hooked on the high that only comes over me when your leg brushes mine.
and so the veins in your arms go on to strangle me until i am not capable of words and your jaw line slits straight through me until i am bleeding out the most raw form of myself.
i don’t care because then those hands of yours caress my face and suddenly you and i are alone in this world and your lips are the only way back home.
young and stupid, i realize i am so out of my mind.
but our mothers always taught us to fight for what we believe in.
and i believe in us.
no hand entangles with mine more effortlessly, as if our fingers linked together are strong enough to promise us a forever, and no soul on this earth can light up my eyes more brightly than you can.
i believe that God has reasoning for why you are the only person that thinks I’m funny and i believe He has sense to how our lips can meet and no words can be said and yet every flaw that is my existence is filled and then extinguished by your embrace.
neither you, nor i has ever experienced this before.
and i cannot fathom how then i can tell this is real.
it might be in the way your eyes lock on mine from across the room or it may be in the way our lungs collapse and rise in sync to the cadence of your heart.
it could possibly be in the way you tell me you love me, as if those are the last words you will ever get out.
and it is probably in the way we have healed one another’s broken hearts.
you shattered mine and i tore apart yours.
but once again God stood behind us and for some reason, we were the glue needed after all.
what is crazy to me is that this love is so far beyond anything i have ever dreamt.
you swept me off my feet and spun me in circles and made me so dizzy that your voice alone is the only thing that reminds me of who i am and what I’ve gotten myself into.
sure we are broken and insane and wounded and over our heads but who wouldn’t want to be?
falling in love is a risk.
falling hurts.
love heals.
time has proven though that it is worth it.
god, you’re so worth it.