Terrified. That’s how exactly I feel every time I see him. I’m not scared of him or what he could do to me. I’m terrified of what he has already done. I’m not talking about him hitting me. I’m talking about what just his mere presence does to my senses. I instantly become weak and helpless.
It isn’t fear, I’m a hundred percent sure that what I feel for him isn’t fear and that’s what terrifies me. I know he makes me feel strong but weak all at the same time. I’m so confused whenever he’s around. He makes me forget who I am but then gives me a sense of power.
I don’t know what he does to me, but I lose myself to him each and every day. He completes my incomplete life. He rises my fallen self. He makes me feel like I can do the impossible. He makes me feel invincible. I don’t know what happens to me when I’m around him. Even in his absence I still feel the effect he has on me.
If this is love, then I want more. I want it to consume me until I am no more me. I want it to take me until there is nothing left to take. I want to feel empty but at the same time so full I want to explode. You won’t understand until you fall in love as I did and remain it love. Its pure unimaginable.
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