She believed in the signs of the zodiac, logical explanations, constellations and the theories of mankind but one thing she refused to believe in was love at first sight. True she wrote off the butterflies in her stomach as nothing more than her stomach acid digesting her food and her sweaty palms was nothing more than her Palmar Hyperhidrosis. Her explanation for every time it happened around you? Quite simple actually. You threw off her body chemical composition causing the good kind of doubt in her mind. She's falling for you like a modern age Cinderella.
She stands atop the highest pillars broken and begging, no pleading for the higher powers or some unseen force to hear her anguished cries. Like the gasoline fueling the fire, her heart is ignited and she knows what it means to feel, to be the moth attracted to the flames. You are the flames and she is but the moth, attracted to each other like that of a molecular pull. Slowly but surely she is admitting her defeat. She is the fly entangled in your spider web. But is she yours to keep?
She no longer wants to talk in third person. She's unsure of everything now. She changes all her she's and hers to I. I can not stand on my own. I can not remain strong for much longer. I can and will break piece by piece, limb by limb. I fell in love with disaster. We had an affair but now, now because I met you, I am unsure of myself. Now more so than ever before. Please tell me this effect won't last, that I won't go insane, that I'll be normal.
I continue to doubt, no longer to be the "she" who believed
in all things beautiful ,the stars, the constellations but blossomed into a darker me. I flirt and sleep with numbness and emptiness. My tongue swells every time I
stay silent and my mind has created its own prison. My heart aches and tears roll down my cheeks because I create my own world were everything is just as fragile as me.