I would of never guessed I could feel the feeling of
I thought I had killed my heart, suffocated my desire of love.
I was wrong, it returned with a kiss.
A kiss, A bite, A wound, A lovely wound.
Something beautiful and frightening.
I doubt myself at times, but I defeat it.
I get thoughts of failure, skepticism and little horrors,
but I realize it is only a result of experience and this
is something new.
Something new and powerful.
Maybe I just fear the magnitude of the possibilities.
Or that this is all an illusion.
Or maybe I fear having feelings this strong.
I am failing to be my usual catatonic self.
I prefer to be alone, or at least I thought so.
I almost certain I now prefer to be with you.
1 year ago