It's weird how fast things can change.
In the past couple years I feel like I've gone from not knowing what love is, to not being able to get it off my mind.
And I'm not talking about that 'I love my friends, my family and the world' type of love.
I'm talking about that 'I don't think I know how to breathe without you' type of love.
And for some reason, I think I fear it.
Fear that I truly can't breathe without you.
But why worry when good things never happen.
Because who could love me.
Inside the mind of a bi-polar artist who just needs somewhere to get things out of her head.
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