Well shit. Love is a bitch. It opens you up like an exposed nerve leaving you as sensitive to wounding as to ecastic bliss. Its as unbearable as it is delicious, painful as it is perfect. And its a ride. Boy, is it a ride. One that i sometimes wish i could seize the controls of and slow down for fear i might otherwise fall off and shatter into a thousand heart wrenched pieces; a wrickety box not seeming nearly strong enough to support my many fears as we precariously dangle from a sky of clouds and air.
But we're doing our best. Despite the fear we push on, because its worth it.
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