I am the center of my world. At least, I like to think I am. I know what I want, what I need, what I hope to become. My plans for life did not include you. So, how is it that you are there, complicating all my plans?
I do not have one clue how you became the center of my world. You. This person who sends me reeling at every word--spoken or unspoken; who never fails to make me smile or cry--sometimes at the same time; who can make me feel completely adored and totally ignored. What magic words did you speak that made me look at you differently? What spell have you cast upon me?
I cannot think of anything but you. Amazed. Enchanted. Confused. Obsessed. Anything but sane. This cannot be love. But what other name would be fitting? None.
I am exhausted. Always exhausted...fighting life is hard and tiresome. I cannot fight you also.
