Oh, if we could only all be William Shakespeare. While some of us are blessed with a silver tongue and a flowing pen, others need a little help now and then....
I'm going to try and explain how I feel but it may be a little difficult. I once read something that said being in love is a short period of madness, and it erupts like a volcano and only when it subsides can real love be born. I think there is some truth to that statement. I've been in love, like serious love twice. But then there's this other type..and it's not like an explosion of fast beating hearts and adrenaline pumping throughout my body as we get closer. But rather, it feels as if you're the only person who can make my heart beat slower and faster at the same time. Like time slows down a tenth of a second to make me realize that i'm still here and to intensify my feelings by a fraction of a second. I've read scientists that say being in love is no more than a random happening of neural connections and an increase of seretonin in the brain. But it's more than that it's someone elses ability to have full control over you. To either help you grow into a better person, or succumb to the darkness of unrequited love. When we're together it's almost as if there's an entire electricity in the air, and it's like this falling feeling in my chest, but the rest of my body is completely still. and i'm just falling, and there's this fire burning within me, that has yet to been burned, but when it is lighted, if ever, this fire will lighten the world, exploding with warmth and fireworks only to be sustained by the smoke thereafter creating a soft and ever glow of said past rolling into the depths of the uncetain and distant future.
*"O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright."*~William Shakespeare. He says it better.
