The Essence of Love

When you start to really know someone, all his physical characteristics start to disappear.
You being to dwell in his energy, recognize the scent of his skin.
You see only the essence of the person,not the shell.
That's why you can't fall in love with beauty.
You can lust after it, be infatuated by it,want to own it.
You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart.
 And that's why, when you really connect with a person's inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
I adore you.
I adore everything that you are and everything you are destined to become.
How I can talk to you everyday for countless hours about everything and nothing, blows my mind.
I wish I could write things and make them beautiful.
I believe there are not enough words to describe you.
I have never felt so much like myself as I do with you.
Something inside my soul let go and let you inside.
Even in my longest relationship, I never let him all the way in.
This scares me in some aspect.
But I have found a way to let you in, I hope you never leave.
My heart adores you.
In a sense you caught me.




Letters from a Small Town,
Madison Jones