lucas lallemant ,, makoto edamura ,,, u r so dear 2 me

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as i sit in the comfort of my own silence, what consumes me is my understanding of love or the lack of thereof. what i can never truly understand is the way the human heart works and how we love another. as i reflect on myself and who i am, i only know that i am a mosaic of everything i have ever loved and what is unknown will remain unknown until i encounter these feelings.

i only have ever known love for what it is right now; to be blissful and to be content. to be so lucky to be in love with someone that loves me back, within the same capacity in the same timeline, i will honestly never take for granted how special this time is.

however with what i struggle with is, and what i will always struggle with, is the unknown, no matter how hard i try to tell myself its fruitless. my brain will conjure up scenarios that will suffocate me ...