maniac saturday

I have become unrecognizable. I am mutant version of myself. Beautifully glowing with richness and grace, yet as schizophrenic as they come. My wall is crumbling more and more each day as I am exposed.

Love

So I fell in love and now I am a complete mess. I work for a purpose. Inspired by a voice. Embraced by a soul. And confused by a silence.

My lover has become my best friend. He is my everything. In a few short months he is the definition of future, passion, trust and love. He knows me so well. And sometimes I feel like I know him better than anyone and sometimes not at all.

Forever seems like a comforting bliss. He has come at last. On certain days the words forever choke me like a concealed scarf startling me out of my daydream. And then forever comes back to comfort me.

Crazy

I am crazy. Thats love. This love, that I have never experienced before. Being in love with someone who gives you a true reflection of yourself. This love that makes me feel mighty and weak all at the same time. A love that brings forth wings and will force me to shed a tear.

Steve

My present and now are with him to go through this life with. Sometimes it feels like Steve and I have had forever and sometimes it feels like we will never get there. But the name Steve is a tattoo on my soul and I cannot remove him.

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