They say time flies when you are having fun. What does time do when you are in love? I don't know how to describe it although I might say that it blurs. I see things and experience things but they all have this little haze over them that puts a smile on my face whenever I think about it. It's not a blur makes me forget things, it's a blur that makes me giggle when I talk about it. It is a blur that makes me forget times I'm not with her. It's a blur that makes me act in a way I have literally never acted before. Sorry ladies. I love her. I feel equal to her, I feel she is her own amazing person who I respect so much and I just am thankful for every moment that I am fortunate enough to spend with her. Words don't describe how I feel for her yet Khalil Gibran does a pretty decent job explaining what my love for her feels like in 'The Prophet'. For those of you who have not read this book it is absolutely integral for anyone who aims to better themselves. Under one hundred pages and more valuable than most every other book written all together.
"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate loves ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips."
