Hello Happy Place,
I'm starting to have deep feelings. Starting to want to be near you all the time. My soul is inexplicably drawn to yours and my soul gets what my soul wants. It wants you. Your love is like boiling water that starts ice cold from the faucet. It has every intention of coming to a boil
but if it's left too hot for too long will it evaporate? Ironic I'm the water sign using a water analogy to describe an earth sign. Makes we want to do your chart. You seem to have a lot of earth and air there. But idk. You answer most of my questions but I'm too afraid to ask the important ones. I was once a soldier of love. Willing to march to the farthest of lands to conquer the unworthiest of subjects. Not sure where I'm at with you. It was literally "LIKE" at first sight. I was so instantly drawn to you. You were so perfect to my eyes and ears. When I met you I was in a weird place. I think I still am. And I feel like based on the things you've confided in me about, you are too. I'm excited and impatient to see what develops between our souls outside of the love we make. Feeling guilty too because often your the 1st thought of each day and shouldn't that spot be reserved for God? It's all about you but not about you at all. Trying to now reconcile if I love myself properly. Trying to figure out if this deepening LIKE is going to turn into another 4 letter word. Trying to get out of the box that patriarchy has created and society has accepted about the confines of dating and love relationships. All the while wanting to consume your being like an ice cold bottle of water after hiking to the top of a mountain. Another water analogy with an addition of some earth.I'm memorizing every inch of your face and body.I'm leaving my scent on your subconscious and I'm crawling into your heart. I can see how soft it is there. And there's really no place I'd rather be. What a dangerous space for a happy place.
Wrote a blog about it. Wanna hear it? Here it go... Nina, you have no clue how much I needed this today. I am happy to see you happy and open and willing to take risks and to talk about it. Be fluid, lil crab. Water cycles... even if it condenses and evaporates, it comes back to earth, eventually. Right? Do the damn thing, momma. Do it big and loud and bold and strong. Life is meant to be lived! I adore you.