A Hearts Desire

Within a short period of time, I've found myself realizing just how receptive I've become to reminiscing on the moments I swore to refrain from taking part in again. You've opened me up and you've showed me in a matter of weeks that I can not control love or how or when it finds me...but I can be apart of it. With those words being said I've found myself becoming more and more infatuated with who you are. I crave you in ways merely impossible to express. Of course my feelings teeter between wanting you sexually and emotionally but it's far more deeper than that. I admire you and your taste. I yearn to become enlightened on your knowledge and the things that trail your mind in the hours that everyone rests their thoughts while yours are racing. My point is, is that you've opened my eyes to a beautiful new reality and even when the worry that I might wake up the next day and you no longer love me sometimes presents itself to me, I ignore it. Whether this plays out to be a waste of time or successful, I feel as though one should never give up on the things they love even if it doesn't work out in the end. So I'll let go of the fears that try to keep me up at night and continue to let you love the parts of me that no one else has. My whole life I've spent time loving men who's hearts did not belong to me. I offered more than what was asked of me therefore they picked and bit from the fruits of their own benefit. Leaving me like a grapes stem; picked off and all around, left partially exposed. So I thank you for accepting me as a whole and loving the parts of me that no one else would.
Now maybe for the last time I can truly say..
I'm in love..