Sometimes love is like a blanket that keeps me warm through the dark hours.
Sometimes love is like a crack on the head, spinning all my thoughts into a jumble.
Sometimes love is like cotton wool that blocks my throat so I can’t form any words.
Sometimes love is like a razorblade that cuts my skin to shreds.
Sometimes love is like a raging fire that burns white hot and sears my skin.
Sometimes love makes the fierce beast rise in me to stalk the real world for a while
Sometimes love is like air and clouds, carrying me to heaven and peace.
Sometimes love is like a rock in my chest that keeps me pinned down.
Sometimes love brings laughter and joy and a place for me to play in.
Sometimes love broken shatters my heart and makes it hard for me to breathe.
Sometimes unrequited love leaves me with a loneliness that carves my heart apart.
Most times love is the best place in existence to be and I would never endanger it, so my love is cherished and nurtured for all time. It embraces me and keeps me safe. It is my parachute when I take a leap of faith. It is the gold and shimmering chord that unites me with my darling.