I feel that familiar stirring within me.
I try to fight it, but not with too much force. I know it will take over.
I know my heart will withdraw and my brain will control the reins.
Oh what wouldn't I do for blissful ignorance?
For innocence and suprises. First times and expectations.
I have none.
Love makes me vulnerable. Fragile. Like a glass that breaks at the lightest touch. A flower that shrivels up at the slightest pressure.
Love makes me so irrational! The words are out of the mouth before they're scarcely formed in my head...
And I can hear my brain rebelling while my heart is humming and my head starts throbbing with all the noise... it gets really frustrating after a point.
Love makes me cry for things that would have never bothered me otherwise! I feel like a very badly plumbed tap with a really full tank.
Is there so much inside that wants to seep out?
I hope not.
Even if there is, it cannot.
Because everything is under my control.
Except, perhaps, Karma.
Or maybe that is too.
I just need some more insight.
Away from Karma and back to love.
Do I really NEED this?
I am in control from now. I will be and never cease to be.
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