Before you can Love someone
for who they are
You must see it all
To dissect and judge,
weigh the good and bad,
find the helpful and the dangerous
to trust and learn
What you can handle
or what you can't

I chanced the rain
I risked addiction
and slowly,
all those things I noticed
all the things I was scared of
began to matter less
and all of the things I hadn't seen
started appearing
Your words,
your thoughts,
your smile

I pushed myself
I broke through walls
I battled demons
because
Nothing could match the feeling
Just being around you was enough
And just being me was enough

I started becoming
the person I want to be
Growing closer to you
brings me closer to myself
Euphoria, contentment, confidence
Torment, temptation, obsession
Is Love not the conglomerate emotion
of all the extremes of one's being?

Unhealthy, perhaps
But maybe that is why they call it
a sickness
I can't help but have it
and it is treated just the same
Maybe it will run its course
and be done with
Maybe it will be a chronic pain
that sticks with me to my grave
Or Maybe, God Willing,
You'll come and give me the cure.