To love this soul is not always an easy task. It is fierce, passionate and full of fire. It cries out speaking plainly, sometimes to the point of being too blunt and hurtful without meaning to. It struggles with feelings sometimes muddling emotions in their intensity. It's not asking for the easy road, only a little compassion while it tries to make sense of things.
We will not always be here, you and I. These bodies are not forever and yet we swallow so much thinking we have all the time in the world to do as we wish. We clutch our feelings close to us, trying to obscure them against the very skin that yearns for the touch of them. We silence our thoughts, never giving brilliant ideas the light of day.