osckat
What can I compare to the calm that I feel when all the world comes to a spinning stop, and I am safe within your arms? Lately I've felt lost in the blur of three jobs, long hours, the craziness of life - but when you hold me, when you look into my eyes and brush the hair away from my face...perfect stillness.
I had painted you a beautiful portrait of a life I'd dreamed of. I had painted you out to be a hero rescuing a distressed damsel. But is that the reality of us? Have I made our lives together seem so perfect that I can no longer recognize the severity of its flaws? I'm so lost in confusion, trying to decide what is reality and what have I just tried to make "fit" on my own.
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