Incoherent

When I hold you in my arms, I can feel my heart swell.

     It has been a week.

     It has been wonderful...but a week will not determine what lies ahead, won't it?  No, I am not over-thinking...I feel like sometimes, I dwell too much on what's gonna happen next rather than what's happening now.  I still feel the same thing I felt a week ago.

wonder
disbelief
amazement
euphoric

     It has been wonderful.  I have so many words all up in my mind right now, however, I feel like letting it all out would seem a bit contrived.  I'm choosing my words carefully as to not overdo it.  I don't know...He's still the guy I want to write about...the guy I want to inspire me.  He is my distraction and focus - all at the same time.  He keeps me grounded even when I'm in cloud nine.  He fills the air and makes it hard to breathe.  He is a paradox...

     I am mumbling incoherently.  I'm telling you words that might not even make sense...but this is love.  Love...does it really have to make sense?  The discussion of love is an endless debate about a million things of what it is.  Need we really understand it?  Too big a concept, I believe.

     So...mi amore...why not just immerse ourselves in this ignorance.
     Let us love, for we know naught about it...uncharted waters are interesting.
     I guess I now know when they say, that:
     Ignorance is bliss.
     Who knows?  Maybe one day, we will know.
     We will discover.