Overlooking26’s Weblog

There  has to be some neurological disease

One they haven’t discovered yet

That is perfectly personified by my idiosyncrasies

I only like men that are one extreme or the other

My own emotions are varying extremes

I’m most comforted when I’m heartbroken or completely smitten

Its all I want to talk about

Its all I think about

It becomes the most intense obsession

Is that what love is?

Pure obsession with one spectrum of an emotion?

I have a hard time reading most men

My judgement is lacking

I tend to go for the oddballs

I am drawn to abnormalities

I find my subconscious always questioning myself

When will I reach that comfortable point of acceptance

All I want is everything

All I need are all the answers

Is that too much?

What are we gonna do with each other?

I don’t know two weirder people

But you totally love me

You want me and like me and its the nicest thing

I’m just plain happy and content

Its been a while since I’ve had anything close to that

I’m sure tomorrow will bring new challenges

But tonight,

In this moment,

Its me and you

And I’m blissful

Have I ruined everything

With my incessant need for devotion

For intimacy

Will you allow it to continue

I want you all the more

I love you for your passion

The astounding sexiness of your demeanor

Your quiet calm

Like the eery stillness before the storm starts

You excite me

Just thinking about the ways you’ll delicately caress me

Inside and out

I’ve never had a better lover

I’ve never had a better friend

You always stand up for me

You always defend me

Even when I know I don’t deserve it

Your devotion in the absence of any formal promises

Is our unspoken contract

A somewhat dangerous way of believing

I’m told

But I can see it in your eyes

I can feel it in your touch

I hear it in your deepest breaths

The day it’s gone

I’ll know

And chances are I’ll be gone then too

I hate that day for its ominous presence

I hate the possibility that I’m naively vulnerable once again

But what is love without faith

Without trust

It is nothing

At least nothing that I want

Promises are as dangerous as those who make them

I know the extension of our love

Its growth is encouragement

That’s what I have to believe in

That’s what I know is real and true and perfect