By Claire Ng
This is bliss
This is fantasy
This is everything I could’ve asked for.
Never forget these moments,
For when they’re gone, I can’t tell you we will remember them the same way.
I am so full with this feeling. This overwhelming sensation of joy and sorrow.
I can’t tell you this will last forever, but I can tell you I’m in this now.
You will never fully grasp the enormity of my being and of my thoughts.
You will never realize the full capacity of love I have for you.
I’m passed the infatuation. I’m passed the blind, crazy passion.
This is reality. This is the slow, painful progression of my body investing itself in yours.
We’re just people. We’re just humans. We’re just two real beings finding one another one glance at a time.
I know I won’t be able to grasp how you feel. Hell, who even knows if you fell as hard as I did, but I can’t even think that way…it’d hurt too much.
Love is pain, but I think we can make it work. We’re sadists in that way. I want the pain that comes when falling. I want the aching throbs that come after seeing you once more. I want it all. I crave it all.
So give me that pain. Give me those goddamn thorns. Give me those sweet-smelling moments. Give me all you have. Give it to me. Give me your fucking daisies and your fucking roses. Give it to me.
