i can't possibly explain it to you.
it wasn't like...anything i've ever felt before.
there was an instance where i knew that it would be the last moment in my life that i had to myself. and everything after that, i knew i had lost control over. every moment after for the rest of time, i had surrendered to him.
as if i had willingly taken a step off a ledge and decided to fall. freely, carelessly just fall, fall, fall. there was no room for fear. i was surrounded by -- consumed by -- the thoughts of him. there was no room for much else. i knew i should have felt terrified, but i wasn't. because i knew that when i stopped this gracious fall from my ledge, that he would be down there to catch me.
there always seems to be something beautiful in every fear. love is essentially a fear. and therefore, love is beautiful.
love is like music that sounds as if it's playing right beside you. love is gravity no longer pulling you to the ground. love is smiling for no reason and never being able to stop. love is an indescribable feeling that is meant to be experienced from the very deep inside of you.
love grazes the star dust in your body. love dances on the light hitting your skin. love kisses the space just under your eyes. love is a celestial force, perhaps the strongest one of them all. love is an anchor, a promise, a tether.
and we humans are the luckiest creatures in the universe to be able to experience it so deeply.
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