Love To Me

Love is extreme passion for someone I care deeply about. Love is passion that takes your breath away, that hurts, that kills you.

When I’m madly in love with him, I can’t breathe. I feel like I’ve been running for miles and miles and I just can’t get any air. When he walks in the room my breath leaves me like a convict escaping from a prison. My breath leaves me like water through my fingers. When I’m madly in love with him, my lungs collapse.

When I’m insanely in love with him, it hurts deep in my heart. I feel like my heart will stop beating. When he touches my skin my heart aches like man aches for his bed after a hard days work.. My heart hurts like a stab wound too deep to fix. When I’m insanely in love with him, I go into cardiac arrest.

When I love him more than words can say, I die when he dies. I feel like dying right along side him. When he cries out in pain I die like a flower wilting in the sun. My soul dies like the end of a storm. When I love him more than words can say, I lay down and die the minute his last breath escapes his body.

Love is an extreme passion for the person I care for so deeply. Love takes my breath from my body like a vacuum. Love hurts like an ax cutting deep in my chest. Love lets me die slow and painfully until we’re together again. Love to me is a heart attack, but it’s the best feeling I have ever felt in my life.