I’ve never been in love and I not sure if it supposed to feel good all the time. (I’ve been completely and utterly obsessed.) I can’t get a person out of my mind. He creeps in at the most peculiar moments: when I’m on the record in court, when I’m watching a movie, when I’m writing a memo for work…just weird times. I think of so many things. Why do I like him? Why do I love him? Does he like me as much? Does he love me as much? We have so much in common. We have so many differences. He has qualities that annoy the stuffing out of me. He has qualities that I find so admirable. We fight like cats and dogs. We share our deepest secrets. We struggle for dominance. Yet we both want to surrender to the other. It’s a funny feeling. Sometimes I smile to myself; sometimes I frown. Not at all like I thought love would be. Is it love? It’s definitely strong. It’s definitely a connection. Umm, I’ll call it love. It’s my choice, right?
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