I just keep aching...

My past came to bite me in the ass. Pardon the expression, but it did. I can't believe it's been more than five years and still you make me tremble. One look, one touch and I'm all yours. You smile and then everything around me vanishes. I hate that power you have over me. Maybe that's why I keep on hurting you. I keep on acting like I'm 13. I keep on wanting you above everyone else. Why, why would you do that? Why would you cast that spell over me?
Then time goes by, people just vanish and I still don't care. I still wonder where would you go. Days just melt one into another and still, you come back, you say all those words. And I fall, again, hard and without a net. I keep hurting myself 'cause you'll never love me, not the way I did. Then it kills me inside, I go back in time and find my heart aching, pounding, about to explode. Not a good explosion. The kind of explosion that leaves nothing behind, the one that once upon a time broke me. I don't want to explode with you again. I don't want to feel your hands against my skin, like velvet over silk. Then you kiss me, I go numb. The void your love once left is full again. Just one instant, I burn. Just one moment, and then we explode. You keep going, you keep leaving, I keep staying, I keep aching.

There are times when all I can say is I love you

I guess we all, in different ways and proportions, have our own battles. We all have our demons. We all, at one point, feel like loosing control. At least I do. We find ourselves put in situations which apparently have no meaning. They do. Everything we do, every little thing we choose, defines ourselves. However, there is always something that goes beyond words, situations, choices and actions. We all have that inner us we will never be able to explain completely. Thats us. That is who we are and what time sometimes changes and models.
There are times when I know I have to fight a battle alone. I now I am not by myself but I am lonely in that particular situation. Nobody can understand exactly what I feel and why I feel it. There is a time where no matter how much some people may love me, they cannot say they understand. There are other times I cannot say that to someone else. I might relate but never be able to fully comprehend what the emotions and thoughts they have are. There are times where all I can say is I love you. There are times where I can only take their hand and be there to hold them. This is one of those times. I love you, I will take your hand, I will hold you. I will be there to catch you. Don't you worry about the height. We'll manage, we'll cope, we'll explode. Because an explosion is not always negative. We will die for love and I'll be there driving you with my fake french accent.
Je t'aime