I count the time left before I'll be seeing you again; I count by the hour and minute. I dread and at the same time look forward to the experience of being in your presence yet again.
Thoughts of you consume my entire day. You keep me on my toes; you push me to my limits. You give me a sense of fulfillment, yet you constantly make me doubt myself; you constantly make me anxious and afraid.
I have often toyed with the idea of quitting you, but would I want to be afflicted with existential crisis yet again?
Three years down the road, yet you still leave me as dazed as the first day we met. Three years down the road, and you still never fail to surprise and devastate me.
You have opened dozens of doors for me, and you will open a hundred more. Some would say this madness is halfway over, but in reality, it has not even begun.
The ultimate gift, the ultimate dillema and the ultimate rollercoaster ride is knowing you.
Thoughts of you consume my entire day. You keep me on my toes; you push me to my limits. You give me a sense of fulfillment, yet you constantly make me doubt myself; you constantly make me anxious and afraid.
I have often toyed with the idea of quitting you, but would I want to be afflicted with existential crisis yet again?
Three years down the road, yet you still leave me as dazed as the first day we met. Three years down the road, and you still never fail to surprise and devastate me.
You have opened dozens of doors for me, and you will open a hundred more. Some would say this madness is halfway over, but in reality, it has not even begun.
The ultimate gift, the ultimate dillema and the ultimate rollercoaster ride is knowing you.
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