These are the types of posts I usually regret.
The types that hold memories of better times, during the worst of times, and hurt like hell if I come across them in the future, when things go to shit.
But oh boy...
I have never been so not scared in my life. Every event becomes a conversation we will have, every incident becomes an anecdote to be analyzed in confidence. Every laugh is missing something if it isn't shared, and every thought is linked to the next moment of connection.
Oh boy...
I have always outwardly expressed that when it comes to love, I'm not really sure what it is. Is it butterflies? Tongue-tied to the point of sounding like you have a speech impediment? Or is it a thought process that goes a mile a minute, a heartbeat that races a mile a second?
Because if that's what it is, that is not what I'm currently feeling. Because what I am feeling right now is a quietly brilliant bond between hearts. A stimulating dialogue that doesn't need words, although it often contains them. A dull ache taking refuge in a deep, intangible part of my being. A gentle whisper of something not only growing into the sky, but laying down deep roots into soft, earthy ground.
My heart does jump though if I'm being honest. Oh no. This is so not good...
