Sometimes we feel we can control the things that happen to us.
We cannot.
I used to think so until I met you.
I have always been able to control the things I feel without too much effort.
Until I spoke to you.
I used to think I know exactly what I want until I looked in your eyes.
Last night I beat myself up thinking, trying to rationalize my feelings.
I wake up every day waiting for the feelings to wane.
Waiting to realize it’s just a crush or an infatuation
But the feelings remain steady.
It’s not heady anymore. It’s not wild, it’s just there.
Who are we anyway to think we know what’s best for us or who we are supposed to be with.
You didn’t woo me with flowers or gifts or sweet words.
You were just you.
I’ve never felt this way with anyone before and I’ll be damned if I try to fight it.
I’m going all the way even if I crash in the end.
The way you make me feel now will be worth it in the end.
I was beginning to think I was incapable of loving.
You proved me wrong.
I can still fall in love for all silly reasons.
It feels like my teenage dream of love.
I’m not letting it go and I’m not giving it up
Until God pries it out my hands or better still makes it last forever.
