Category: Where Demons Tread

I can’t stand trying to function in a unit crammed full of boxes with stuff that maybe I do or don’t need – and having no space to put it anywhere, nor ease of flow and movement.

My Love.

I am crazy and wildly in love with you.

Beyond paths of any societal reason.

For you, my chest swells, letting me know that my quivering and apparently now-shy-after-all-of-my-declared-and-demonstrated-bravery heart has permission to grow the love that it holds for you beyond time, distance, and any material realities if you would but grant it your blessings’ permissions for me to have, to hold, and to grow with you.

My heart yearns for you.

Even through our difficulties.

What do you need from me?

How can I best support you?

You know that you drive me crazy, right?

I know that I am hard to catch.

I don’t mean to make it hard for you.

I am just blippin’ between tasks, trying to simulate being functional.

It’s kind of funny to realize how shy we get around each other.

There’s a prospective work scenario that keeps playing in my head that I am not comfortable with.

it is preventing my ability to rest and sleep.

How is it that I can sometimes feel your physical energy around and/or next to me?

My Dearest One.

Every day, I hope to see you and be with you.

I do not have many “vices,” but you can be…

I hope that things are going well for you.

Does any of this get me closer to you?

I am defaulting into options because I must survive as I know how to, in the meantime.

I phase between belief and despair.

The road has been long and hard.

I want to know you.

Who you have been to who you are, now.

Where you broke, how you grew.

Your doubts, dreams, goals, and aspirations.

Your most intimate fascinations.

I want to know the truths that matter most to you.

I want to learn how to wholistically support and grow with you.

My Love,

I have been hurt in the past by people who did not want my love.

You matter more to me on levels that no other potential partner has ever activated.

Straight down into places I have not gone to, before.

And I am unsure about correctly reading signals, so insecure about my position.

I just want you.

More.

I feel weary of this distance.

Hot Stuff.

My Lovely One.

Baby…

I’m waiting for you.

My Love,

How do we create this safe haven together, and keep it priority while navigating and managing other investments?