This crazy gift called life!

I never thought I would fall so deeply in love with someone that I would be fundamentally rewired. Everything has become about him. My life, my every breath, is his. I am so lost when we are apart...my body feels hollow and I can feel the tug of my soul leaving to be next to his side. The happiness of being his is overwhelming but, so is the pain and sadness. Everything is amplified. Crying everyday on the way home from the pain of being apart from him. Staring for hours into the dark, unable to sleep because I just want to stare at his face in my mind a little longer. The effects of his scent on my body. How his arms instantly quiet my anxiety. His love satiates me in a way I never thought existed. How the touch of anyone else makes me physically nauseated. The pain of knowing he cannot be mine. Decimated by thoughts of anyone else's touch on his smooth skin, tasting his masterful kisses, or experiencing his dominance. I ache to be marked as his and mark him as m

What do you do when you feel something  infinitesimally slipping away? Worried, if you say anything, It will only degrade faster. So, you sit quietly, your heart breaking, As you watch the erosion of your only dream.  Your soul crumbling and falling Like sand trapped in an hourglass. Feeling yourself slip away  With each grain lost.

Not your touch... My body is screaming in protest. The foreign fingertips burning Like acid... Surely melting my skin from my body As penance for my betrayal. The invasion leaving my soul traumatized Each time. Curled tightly inward Shaking and nauseated. Aching to wash my betrayal From my skin... To watch the feelings of worthlessness Circle down the drain. Knowing each time the scars on my soul Thicken more and, eventually, Will suffocate me. Fearing, one day, You will see me for what I know I am... Trash... I am worthless trash Each time I must allow another to touch me. Repeatedly tainting the most precious Gift in my world... Your Love.