Love-ly
September 17, 2007
**Preface: Again, as with all my musings, this is fiction, but also has a hint of truth. I believe in writing as much as thinking so it helps to write ’short diddies’. Try it– it works sometimes. This is 1/2 musing 1/2 poem…couldn’t figure out which it is more of so it gets both categories.**
I’m in love with the most amazing person you could ever hope to meet… and I don’t know how to stop. But I need to.
By nature, I am an insomniac. This habit is proliferated by battles of depression that I have from time to time. I can’t help it. But I want to.
I just want to be loved. Just like anyone else, right? And I don’t know how to stop my desires to feel loved. But I need to.
By nature, I am an affectionate person. To the ones I love and hold dear to my heart. It’s always been my way. I can’t help it. But I want to.
I can’t get my feelings across without them being stomped on. I just want to be heard without interruption. And I can’t stop crying. But I need to.
By nature, I am hyper-sensitive. I can’t control the emotions switch of my brain so the tears flow even when I don’t want them to. I can’t help it. But I want to.
I am tired of being misunderstood. That in todays values, old love and honor is lost is a pity. I can’t fathom ignoring my spouse. But I need to.
What I need and what I want are mere manifestations of my desire to make the ones I love happy… but when my heart actually truly physically aches…who is around to make me happy?
Tags: love, affectionate, happy
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