I find it amazing.

I find it amazing how you can fall for someone.
How you allow, to some extent, someone to be part of you.

The more time you spend together never adds up to enough.
You catch yourself thinking about them, even when you’re not
Start to find yourself using their phrases like they’re your own.
You notice the way their eyes squint and their forehead wrinkles when they laugh really hard with you.

Their hands seem to be made perfectly for yours, the contours compliment one another to a perfect fit.
They are your definition of warmth and perfection.
No matter how hard you fight it, you can’t beat it.
Their magnetic like pull to your weak iron heart.

They some how get inside and passed every wall and trap you put up and set.
Like a thief they creep in unnoticed and go straight for the masterpiece hanging in your chest.

To be in love.
You give that person the power to destroy you. Annihilate you.
You’re not sure what they will do but you think it would be a privilege to be loved or destroyed by them.

It’s amazing.