You may already be asleep, if so, goodnight my love.
There are not enough words on this planet that could describe how important you’ve become in my world. It’s scary some days to think about how I’ve changed. Sometimes change is just that; change.
You’ve changed me…
For the better, it’s cliché
For the worse. Yes, some days.
In lieu of non-conformity. Not this time.
I’m fearless when I should be more afraid than one can be imagine.
The artist, the writer, a woman again. The change of being desired. The change of being wanted.
The change for a new space. The change to be in your space.
Those words confirm my fear of the unknown has changed.
This love is change. The desire to change back to who I was. The “who” I loved.
You make me feel brave
You make me feel powerful
You’ve become my lesson on living
You’ve become my quite space and my room full of noise.
Life with you sounds different, smells different, and taste different.
The distance between us is bitter, while your presence is sweet like fruit fresh from our tree. I yearn for this fruit.
I guess there are infinite words to describe how you’ve changed me. Words that can describe your existence in my existence. Words that can ease the bitterness of distance and numb the anticipation for your fruit.
Those words all begin with…
I Love You