wonders of love

your love is my strength.
i am renewed when i look into your eyes.
i feel empowered,
loved,
and everything seems possible and attainable.

life is beautiful and magical;
full of wonder.

i dream about what the future holds for us.
i wonder if we'll get old together.
will you still look at me the same way --
as if no one else exists,
and the world has evaporated;
just the two of us remain.

i love you for so many reasons,
and the majority of them are intangible...
they are the things which make you, well you.

dreams, meet reality

i always dreamed of this perfect and pure love which would come into my life at some point...
predestined in a sense i suppose.
i never felt the need to go searching for something i had never felt or experienced,
or worse,
settle for something less than the butterflies and fireworks.
sure i had flings,
but never had i found the real thing to truly pursue.

in retrospect i can't say if it was the right thing or the wrong thing;
all i know is that it was my conviction,
and i believed it to my very core.

i had never met anyone worthy of letting down my shroud of vulnerability.
i guess there is some truth to when they say love comes when you least expect.

here i find myself,
blindsided and tortured by love.
for the first time i feel the magic,
the tingling,
the butterflies,
the fireworks,
the highs,
the lows,
...
it's all a sensory overload.

at the same time i find myself asking,
how many times am i going to find this in my life?
will it be comparable?
should i really put that much emphasis on what others say or think?
at what cost should happiness be attained?
am i ready for this?
will i get sidetracked?
...
my head has been spinning.

i have met someone with whom i connect so deeply.
it may not be what i had envisioned,
but it is that much and more.
he stands for everything i believe in and care about.
he reminds me of my father in oh so many ways.

i can daydream about this so-called perfect life,
but is it ever attainable,
for nothing is truly perfect.
i'm afraid i won't find a truer love...

i'll probably fall in love again,
no doubt,
but one in which both parties involved are so completely enamored with one another,
life,
love,
and the fleeting moments.
who can say?

i want a family.
i want children.
i want someone to love me for me.
i don't want to be blinded by the false and empty shallowness of life.
i want someone to spend the rest of my life with,
laughing,
crying;
someone there with me to experience every moment together.

so when does love triumph all else?
and at what cost?