the word isn't even 'whelmed' anymore..
it is completely and inconceivably overwhelmed.
that keeps eating and eating away at every sort of insides that i might have left.
i am stretching the bounds of love from end to end. i fear my wingspan is going to tear at the seams and i will be left with broken arms, unable to lift up whatever and whoever i am holding up now.
i have been given too much freedom in time, emotion, thought, and writing that i am able to now word (for the most part) what is going on in this head and heart and body and soul of mine. but i can't say it.
i can never say it.
out of the most complete and sincere love i can never speak it.
i feel deep.
i wish i didn't have to.
but no one can ever love you how i do. i know that for certain.
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