Crazy Beautiful

Life is so crazy sometimes. It throws you into situations that make you question yourself. Your strengths. I, for one, have always believed I am a strong hearted person. I live in the moment fueled by the passions of my heart. I feed off others energy, good and bad. I always see the best in human beings. I stumble, I fall. I don't expect more from people then I would expect from myself. The passion of my heart has drawn me to you. I don't want to like you in this way but for some reason it has become inevitable. You don't see me how I see you. You throw me off left and right. It is a situation. A situation unlike any I have dealt with before.

I love you. You are not the same person. In fact, you are in a whole other category of human being. You are like blood. I feel what you are feeling when you are in pain. I am your remedy. I am the bandaid in your emergency kit. I want nothing but the best for you, but I always want you to be the same person I know. Time changes things. Time changes people. I never want time to change our friendship. When I talk about you I talk with the highest regard. You're an extension of me.

You. Just you. We had our time. Now we are attempting to turn back time and make things right, I respect you. I love you. I appreciate you. This could be exactly what's supposed to happen. This time around, you give compliments like candy on Halloween. You know I love that. You are putting forth effort to a much higher degree then before. I like this. You are planning dates. Real dates. This could be exactly whats supposed to happen.

I needed to just think out loud. There comes a time, a time when you are so separated from what you once knew that you just need to expell. I feel good. I love my new life. My heart is torn.