Adam Anderson #19148397
We are fools, you and I. Having seen through so much pain and sorrow and yet still we are so goddamn enthusiastic to drag a razor across our hearts. That’s what this is…a love so sharp that breathing you in feels like the first crisp air of winter’s coming.
Your touch; so tantalizing that the hairs on my body stand in confusion – and not even I can define whether it is our electricity or simply…my fear that builds in the anticipation of the destruction you may inflict upon me.
You have the power to cut me with your words and level me with your absence; leaving me in this trepidation – unable to step closer and condemned if I push you away…
So here we are…in this all too familiar dance between the dying of two broken hearts. Smiling as we look into one another’s foolish eyes. Reveling in a curse called love.
Adam S. Anderson