Am I broken?
Why does loving you feel so different
Feel so natural?
So unnatural?
So…. Conflicting?
Why does loving you feel like bees in my stomach
Like fireflies in my heart
Like ants under my skin?
Why does loving you feel like ice pick lobotomies
Open heart surgeries
And a hundred days on life support?
I do not know why I love you this deeply
This unconditionally
This pathetically
This unapologetically
But I do
I love you
I love you
I love you
There I said it.
Three times so you won’t forget it
I never wanted to be the first to say it
But I want you to be the first to stay
If only for forever.
Because loving you feels timeless
Feels like blooming in November
Like tears on a frozen lake
Like kissing in the rain
Or holding hands in the dark
Or laughing in the kitchen
Loving you is everything I ever wanted
But why does it hurt this much?