::Live and Let Love::

There are nights full of laughter, smiles, passion and kindess. There are nights full of silence, coldness, bitterness and yelling. There are nights I wish I could make love to you endlessly. There are nights of constant fighting where I can't stand looking at you. You drive me absolutely crazy, completely and desperately crazy. Crazy in both ways of the word. Crazy in love, crazy emotionally, crazy physically, crazy in your arms tight around me, crazy when I raise my voice at you, crazy when you make me slam my car door, crazy when you kiss my lips, crazy. Only you.  

Esta forma de amarte es la mas loca que no hay palabras de explicar como me siento. If I were to leave you, the days would drag so slowly, the nights would be unbearable, my lips would become dry, my smile wouldn't shine and my eyes would have no focal point. If I were to stay with you I would experience every emotion under the sun, whether it being good or bad, I would feel alive in every aspect, I would feel as though I was fighting for something worthy and you are my trophy that I could hold between my own hands, worship and adore. I've always mentioned and said Peanut butter and jelly is the best combination there is. Without the sweet and fruity jelly, or without the bitter, smooth or crunchy peanut butter you have nothing and when the contrasting ingriedients mix together, they are perfection to the taste. But you must mix both equally or else it will leave a bad taste in your mouth.

I despise waking up mad at you, I hate leaving you in a negative manner and thinking bad thoughts of you. I hate not knowing where you are, if your not ok, if you are thinking about me. I hate it. I hate the way you hate things about me. I wish I could be everything you wanted, hoped for and dreamed of, but I can't. And we can't apologize everytime for being me or nor can you.



Is there something wrong with being yourself? Is there something dissapointing about having an opinion? Absolutely not.