I'm Restless

Restless...tired, sleep deprived, irritated and far beyond pissed off.
I love you and I'm sorry
I have my heart and soul to become the mad hatter of our Alice in Wonderland fairytale that never came true.
Chad
His name engraved into my skin
His eyes seeping into memory
And his body impregnated my mind with memories of the good times.
Love is often described as beautiful and just
But
Love is a depiction of a description only one who has experienced it's profound affect can aquire
My description of love?
A warm spring evening, just before the sun sets and the horizon paints it's Botticelli's
A light sprinkle across olive skin
With the perfect side swept breeze to enlope your body with goose bumps.
What is love when no one CAN love?
What is a love story without an ending.