Like those posters from Hilter’s time of living. That intense feeling called love … is painted all over our faces.

When its time to go separate ways…., physically but not emotionally…, the tears swear to get out.

I swallow all of my pride cause your love is so sweet… I think my bile might be overflowing. The hugs give rhythm to our heartbeats.

Probably the nervous system is disturbed with the ongoing emotions. Feel like I’ll explode when we are next to each other.

Foolish me why was I scared…😂. And the back of my mind… the picture of you is one I can’t get rid of. Glad god answers prayers… otherwise I would have never ever went to church again.

No… I’ll get crazy…. no I’m already crazy. In your presence…. feel like a bolus of sand is stuck in my throat. Come on…