i hold my breath

Portland OR

Description

Love to me is to hurt, to wrap yourself back up. To take on another human and their problems and aspirations is a silent suffering. This repetition of loving someone to the point of accepting that they will eventually hurt you balances out the love you once felt with the pain you now do. The naivety of it all is something I'm avoiding. This idea of love I'm forgetting. I don't want that kind of dynamic with you or anyone I'll meet. We are both living busy separate lives that can coexist alongside instead of blending into one. We'll skip the climb of infatuation and jealousy and instead think simply. This doesn't have to turn into a contract, a binding agreement. All it can be is happening right now. Simply, It sounds like it's a bad time for you to jump back into something. It's not selfish to put yourself before others, especially when you haven’t done so in years. So you should and you will and you deserve finally to. I don't know if we'll stop communicating within the next month or even week but, for now, simply speaking, ​I want to say that each day I look forward to talking with you.