Category: Where Demons Tread

I am afraid to be my true self around you.

I am afraid that if I am, I will lose you.

Lately, I’ve shown less passion here because I am hiding more, saving it up for you.

I Adore You.

I think that, perhaps, you take staying out of my way a little too seriously…

You make it so that time stands still around you.

When are you coming home?

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.