Hypocrisy
Am I losing my identity?
Or is this just what I was too scared too feel. Because I am becoming more and more dependent every day and I don’t think it will ever stop. Do I want it to stop? What are all of these things I am feeling, are these countless feelings I am feeling. Is that what Love is? Is love not a single feeling, but (for lack of a better word) a shitload of feelings mixed together? Is that why it is so indescribable? But I do know one thing, love is not a feeling but an ability. For the longest time I wasn’t sure if I was able, but there is no point in denying it anymore. I am completely, imperfectly and indescribably in love with you.
