Para's Ponderings

I can say whatever I want, I don’t fear the reaction.

I can feel however I need to, I don’t fear the reprocussions.

Something feels different, and I can’t quite explain it.

Between my eternally limerent yearning, something real may have emerged.

If people try and convince me this is wrong, why does it feel right?

It is peace. It is calm. It is beautiful.

It’s the warmth when the rest of the world is cold.

It’s the light when the surroundings are all dark.

It’s the feeling you can’t quite identify.

It’s not fearful or abrasive or evil.

It’s fun, it’s warm and it’s sweet.

It makes me believe in something other than a one-sided obsession.

It’s not an intense pain that breaks my heart. It’s a dull ache that makes me smile.

I’ve been smiling a lot.

I don’t think I want this to end.

It’s something new.