A declaration of love when I felt it the strongest

I'm hopeless. Truly, I am. Though it would be my friends who tell me otherwise. That they hope to have as big a heart as mine. They should understand that it is because of love that I am in such sweet sorrow from. They would surely berate me for the pain I put myself through. Have I not already established that love is the deepest pain?

Tonight raging rivers of that very love are searing lines over my thoughts. My heart is racing to the rhythm of such painful love.

For it is when I find myself in his eyes that I suddenly forget how to breathe, and this force of gravity lessons under my feet. His fingers burn through my skin, leaving tingling sensations for hours. And all the angels in heaven could not coax me from my love when the smell of his cologne surrounds me. For when I am near him, I am lost in all that is.

Some days I might rather be like the Angels myself. A heavenly warrior fighting patiently for love's true desire. At least it is surely true in my thoughts. My mind is a symphony of desire and love, for he is my heaven. But not lust or other carnal desire, but that of longing and fear of loving a man who isnt mine to love.

Hanging on to every last shred of hope that one day he might be my what if. Because denying that heart wrenching ache of wanting him is a taxing effort that might just destroy me. So I wait, because of love and residing in friendship. Cursing my heart, because I want him to be happy. I want his smile, even if its caused by someone other than I. Perhaps this is true love after all?



Submitted November 04, 2019 at 11:44PM

I'm hopeless. Truly, I am. Though it would be my friends who tell me otherwise. That they hope to have as big a heart as mine. They should understand that it is because of love that I am in such sweet sorrow from. They would surely berate me for the pain I put myself through. Have I not already established that love is the deepest pain?Tonight raging rivers of that very love are searing lines over my thoughts. My heart is racing to the rhythm of such painful love.For it is when I find myself in his eyes that I suddenly forget how to breathe, and this force of gravity lessons under my feet. His fingers burn through my skin, leaving tingling sensations for hours. And all the angels in heaven could not coax me from my love when the smell of his cologne surrounds me. For when I am near him, I am lost in all that is.Some days I might rather be like the Angels myself. A heavenly warrior fighting patiently for love's true desire. At least it is surely true in my thoughts. My mind is a symphony of desire and love, for he is my heaven. But not lust or other carnal desire, but that of longing and fear of loving a man who isnt mine to love.Hanging on to every last shred of hope that one day he might be my what if. Because denying that heart wrenching ache of wanting him is a taxing effort that might just destroy me. So I wait, because of love and residing in friendship. Cursing my heart, because I want him to be happy. I want his smile, even if its caused by someone other than I. Perhaps this is true love after all?
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