There Is A Difference

When he looks into your eyes seconds after the heavenly magic, when he lays there, on you - out of breath, syncing his heartbeat to yours, then gently kisses you, and stays that way for a couple of minutes...

... That's love. That's pure love.

And you know what? Once you finally experience that - it scares the hell out of you. You found something so beautiful, so fragile, and it makes you dread having felt it because now you know that the reality is, you may lose it. It can be taken away from you, and you will be irreparably broken. Damaged. Wrecked.

You want it so much, you want it in your life forever. This is it. This is what you're looking for. This is what you've been dreaming of. But why does it have to be so hard?