on love's flame-

i'm beginning to understand things one only begins to comprehend when they are in love, or rather loved in return. such notions of being completed, and feeling a half completeness in the others absence. one thirty minute phone call feels like heaven only because i can hear his voice. it is in those thirty minutes time stops and the cities and towns that separate us don't seem as much of an obstacle anymore- but only for those thirty minutes in which i hear him speak... "goodbye"- o how i loathe the word! how bitter a taste. i long for the day i no longer have to tell the one i love, "goodbye." for there will come a time when it will only be a "goodnight" until morning- i patiently await the day.


i'm beginning to comprehend love's strength, its intensity. o how suddenly the spark burns into a flame. and when he or she is worth it, well there's nothing you wouldn't do to make it work out. 


and that's the scary part. but then again, i am still learning.