But This Is Love

You’re in my head. Talking, smiling, laughing.

I replay it all, the time we spent together. The time where we stood together.

The times where I felt the heat coming off your body.

So close I could smell your toxic scent sending my emotions into overdrive.

My heart beating fast, my body reacting to your touch, the blood rushing to my head.

The feeling doesn’t go. I think its love.

The way my heart beats hard, the way my arms long for you, the way my lips long for yours.

You send me into nirvana, I don’t need anything but your love.

Your love keeps me high, high up in cloud nine. Feeling like I need nothing more, just you.

I take back what I said. I don’t think this is love. I know this is love.

I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you look at me. I love the way you smile.

I love the way I get butterflies when you say my name. I love the way I feel elevated to see you.

I love the way you tell me you love me. I love everything you do. I love everything about you.

I love the way I’m so deep in love with you.

I hope you know what this is. I hope you know my love for you.

I hope you feel the same. I hope you get nervous like I do.

I hope I make you feel giddy when I say your name.

I hope you are happy in love with me like I am with you.

I hope you feel the way I do about you.

I hope I have the same effect on you as you do on me.

But how could you love someone as broken as me.

How can you accept my baggage? How could you accept someone so distort?

Do you love me? Do you care I’m so broken?

Do you care that I can’t be as pretty as those other girls? Do you care I’m not normal?

I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything.

I love you too much to stay and hurt you anymore.

I love you too much so I have to let you go.

I love you.

But this is love.