I want the kind of love that shakes my core, elevates me, destroys me, kills me.
I was put on this earth to love and to be loved.
To feel pain, to feel it all. Cause I’m not really living unless I’m in love or creating.
Lovers have made me feel unique, desired, alive.
Lovers have crushed my spirit.
Lovers have restored my faith in humanity countless times.
Lovers have fueled my immense list of bad habits.
Lovers have given me art.
Today, as I walked home from the movie theater, it hit me, how terrified I am, because I love someone so intensely and unconditionally. Because I don’t know how to do anything half way; I’m all or nothing. I’m terrified because he will destroy me and I will gladly let him.