unrequited

Because I am convinced that if I can’t have you I shall have no one else. I don’t want to throw my self to anyone any longer, because one I am tired two because everything everyone pales in comparison three because you understand me completely. Right now you occupy every crevice of my soul. My every thought every word revolves around you and I want to be known and unknown, I want to reveal to seal everything to be rid of feelings because I have never been in such agony. Everything suspends, hangs in the air, and words words words they shall fill my throat until I choke. I hate this. I cannot stand on the edges any longer. It is either all or nothing. This is my unrolling, my confession,  my declaration. I cannot purge you from my mind, not as simply as I want to erase dead withering lovers, because your image persists, not out of sheer obsession or fascination, but something that runs deeper than everything I have ever felt before. Is this love?

Ha.