I Love You.
Without a Tale to tell a Soul.
And oh how I fought it,
How I shunned it,
How I dummed it,
to the Depths of the Doldrums to dwell.
And to no Avail.
What I failed to realize is,
in its pure state,
is a Force to be reckoned with.
Mutating and Suppressing it, only makes you physically and emotionally ill.
But I am quite the Actress,
and the Public will never see me break.
I think you know that, Now.
You are Perfection.
You are My Cocaine,
You are Special.
You have known me through my Darkest Hours.
You have seen me through some of my Deepest Pains. Pain that I haven’t fully shared with you. Pain that I still carry.
Yet, you still found ways to disarm me. You found ways to reach me, despite my internal turmoil. You didn’t abandon me.
Tall, Strong, Handsome.
Clever, Cunning, Man.
Someone I was sure would never want me.
Who I deeply care for now.
And should you ever need me, find me.
Thank you for what you have done. It wasn’t what or how or when I envisioned it, but If I had to re-live this all over again, knowing I would cross paths with you, I would.
This journey has been a Masterpiece, and you can rest easy knowing that I will Forever belong to You.
Your Siren Of the Sea