Liane White

I used to leap before looking. Now before I can move, I’m frozen in fear with my demons screaming in my mind.

The desire I have for you is overflowing my veins. Oh how I wish to trace my fingertips across your face and be taken away by your breathtaking beauty- your sharp jaw, the firm lines behind your eyes, and the way you light up my day with your half reluctant shy smile.

I catch a glimpse of love. And as terrified as I am, I never want to say goodbye to you. All I can think of is how much I want you to stay.

You are like a hurricane, forceful and capable of bringing me destruction and ruin.

Practice mindfulness. Be in the present. Sometimes that is all you have.

With you, there is no between the lines. It is either in or out. Black or white. To love or not to love. And frankly, you scare me.

How do I see the goodness and positivity radiating from everyone I meet when you- so pure and holy and unworldly cruelly rippled my heart out without any remorse?

I can spend days and nights in your company sharing our inside jokes, revealing secrets etched on our souls, and making promises for a faraway future. And I will bail before the future comes.