My Love,

" If you could say anything to someone in particular without fear of consequence or impact , what would it be ?"..

I would tell him I've doubted him several times , I have to force myself to believe things and I am terrified of trusting anyone .

Words do not replace the flesh , and I am barely breathing ... 

I would tell him my obsession is more like a painful sickness than the thing that heals me. 

I would tell him I need so much more than this , and from no man but him . 

I ache for him in the physical. My mind is completely wound and twisted around his . My entire purpose is defined by the depth of my feelings for him . 

I've never known it's equal. 

It is the black winged bird trapped inside my rib cage , endlessly beating its wings , torturing me . 

At times it steals my breath . 

My rest . 

The only thing that quiets me

Is the sound of his voice .. 

-Poetic Angel