My Heart

There is something to be said about the feelings I have for you. I’ve never gotten to shake your hand, hug you or kiss you. And yet, I feel like you’re my soulmate. And every time we talk I feel like I get closer and closer to falling off the edge and landing on my ass so hard. Babe, I don’t love softly. I love like it’s my very breath I am giving you. I love like a bowling ball getting a strike. It is not soft and cute. It’s rough and ugly. I don’t want to fall for you and then be left in the middle of the desert wondering where it all went wrong. And, if we keep going down the path we are taking, I won’t be able to find my way back if you turned around and left me. All I am asking is that you are aware that, you have a strong grip on my heart. You could easily crush it or treat it like a rare gem you found on an adventure.