THE STORY UNTOLD : PART 9

I fell in love, not you're hot, I'm hot, lets fuck type of love, but the type where I see in a light nobody has before.

i notice the way one of your eyebrows raises ever so slightly when you get confused, i notice how beautiful your sparkling eyes look when the sunlight touches them, i notice the way you hunches your shoulders back and taps your feet when you get nervous, and each and every time you look in my direction my heart pounds with such an intensity that it feels like thunder coursing through my veins. each second of eye contact makes me break a sweat, each accidental touch sends me into a frenzy, my body is buzzing and you feel as if i have been set on fire. i ache to know your deepest fears, your happiest moments, what makes you tick, what makes you who you are. i want to fall in love again and again each time i see your face, hear your voice, your laugh, or even smell your perfume. i want this type forever, god damn. I used to think it was important to have common interests with the person that you are in a relationship with but now I think it is more important to be similar in other aspects. like how kind you are. how you treat the people you care about, how you treat strangers. how you deal with anger. how you deal with pain. and not necessarily dealing with all these things the same way but being perceptive enough to understand what action each situation calls for. it is important for both people to be on the same page about what that action should be. its important to me to have that kind of synchrony. The saddest part about falling out of love with her was that I remember how much I loved her. I remember every single breathless, heartstopping, joy-filled moment with her, and she ruined it. I wish I could remember her fondly but she broke me so many times that I can't remember how to