Love Story

It feels bittersweet to love you, as though time has already rin its ruinous path and everythibg good is over before it begins.

It feels perilous to love you, like a dust storm swallowing up the sky or a comet skimming the stratosphere, but it is an honor to love you. Like the snow drifts giving way to spring, I will hold you for as long as i can and I don't want you to love me because I'm good for you, because I say and do all the right things. Because I am everything you have been looking for.

I want to be the one you didn't see coming. The one who gets under your skin. Who makes you unsteady. Who makes you question everything you have ever believed about love. I want to be the one who makes you feel reekless and out of control; the one you are infuriatingly and inexplicably drawn to.