Loving you was my best mistake,
a beautiful affliction.
Nothing could have prepared
me for what was to come.
You came unexpected, filling a desire I never knew I
Loving you is pain that I seek
over and over again until I am
consumed by your delicious agony.
Loving you is a harsh realization
that before you, life
was a never- ending circle that
I walked around blindly,
endlessly, until my feet were
raw and exposed not even
knowing what I was searching for.
Loving you is like being
engulfed by the ocean
drowning and suffocating.
Icy liquid filling and stinging
my lungs until it slowly takes my breath away.
Loving you is like a slow and
creeping and seething until demise
seems like my only option. Not knowing the shimmering
beauty that awaits me on the other side.
Loving you is uncalculated,
unplanned, a disaster in the
making, succeeding only due
to the simple fact that rules
don't apply to rebellious souls.
Loving you, was my worst perfection.