Love, I’ll never understand you, I never have, I never will.
I know when you are present, although most times you pretend not to be there… usually for my own sake.
Yes, we have been through a lot, we have come a mighty long way you and I.
As much as I still try and avoid you, you continue to be quite persistent.
Honestly, I wish I could control you, turn you on and off as I please. Instead, you insist on catching me off guard and then you proceed:
To tear down my barriers.
To make me feel weak.
To expose my vulnerabilities,
as you eradicate my facade.
You remind me of who I am
You encourage me to be myself.
You accept me as I come, sans judgement.
You amplify my passions.
You decrease my fears.
You communicate to my soul.
You outline my future,
while you keep me firmly rooted in the present.
You cure me of my paranoia,
as you take me out of my mind.
Love, I know you all too well, but I’ll never understand you
I never have, I never will.