Only to defy the limits herself when convenient, then reset the clockwork and stretch the space between even further the next time.
I fell really hard, really fast. It's a bad habit. But I feel emotions with such intensity. Scares me the highs and lows I can reach so quickly, in such rapid succession. But it hasn't been like this before.
I swear you need scuba gear to navigate my mind, my dark blue. No one has brought such a glow into the abyss resting on my shoulders before.
Everything I do, I do with her on my mind. It makes my gut sick, my heart happy, and my mind in pieces. I seriously cannot stop. I've never felt something comparable, except the peak of euphoria on Molly maybe.
Not even. Molly is a fraction. My heart has strings attached, but my heart is dangling like a puppet from those strings, and I'm a mere cast member in my heart's play, and I think she, the director, is closing the curtain.
Should I try with everything in me to move on? Or is there a reason for this... maybe a challenge or test of resiliency and love? Is it possible to change a woman's mind if she thinks she's already made it up?
Are these signs real? Or am I just in an odd universe of coincidence?
Thank you to you all, sincerely.