love is a rebellious force okay

like you its a wild bird that i could never hope to tame and it flutters through my life unpredictably and it defies all control and reason and i often find myself grappling with its capricious nature and wondering why it arrives when i least expect it and then departs just as swiftly but this freedom is what always made loving you both exhilarating and frustrating

love resists my attempts to control it

ive tried summoning it with sweet words and grand gestures and even desperate pleas but nothing works can you believe it both threats and prayers fall flat against loves whims and i notice that while some express themselves eloquently others remain silent and its often the quiet ones who captivate me the most like oftentimes you say nothing but i like you and your silence speaks volumes because in those moments i realize that the most profound connections are often forged not through words but through unspoken understanding and silence becomes a powerful form of communication and reveals deeper emotions that words cant capture

love feels like a romani child

its freespirited and unbound by societal norms and expectations and it knows no laws and follows no rules and its like love is that rebellious bird that no one can tame and heres the thing if you dont love me i might find myself drawn to you and yet if i love you i have to tread carefully and let me tell you its perilously thrilling

this pursuit of love often feels like trying to catch a bird that flutters just out of reach and ive often thought i could surprise it only to watch as it flaps its wings and flies away and i convince myself that i have captured it yet it slips away at the slightest provocation and can you believe it love frequently eludes me until i stop actively seeking it and this dance of pursuit and retreat defines my relationship with love and of course naturally then with you

navigating a disastrous landscape of emotions

i find myself caught in a cycle of desire and disappointment because our love comes and goes with astonishing haste so you know one moment it feels within my grasp and the next wouldnt you know it it vanishes into thin air and there are times when i think i have it but it avoids me and other times when i try to dodge it it holds me close instead and the irony lies in my attempts to control or evade love because when i clutch too tightly it slips away and yet when i try to sidestep it i often find myself ensnared by its charms

so please dont be late again i really need the car today

what do yall think is this okay to text my wife

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