Sometimes your heart makes you do things you don't think you're capable of, or even things you don't think are right.
But that doesn't stop your heart.
It doesn't care.
Its your heart.
It will do what it damn well pleases.

Don't be the fool to stand in its way.

My heart has turned me into a fool entirely too many times.
It has made me do some foolish things, it has made me overreact, and it has made me walk away.

Sometimes my heart is just screaming at me (in a good way) and I can hear it so loud, that every other sound is faint, at best.
It always surprises me that no one else can hear it at these times.

Its the look in your eyes when you look at me. The touch of your hand on my skin. The smell of your hair in the morning. Each of those things make my heart race, and jump, and kick, and scream; letting me know its there, and its pleased.
I can't help but fall in love with you a little more every time I see you.

No matter the obstacle I face, or the weight on my shoulders, or the sadness I am feeling, you turn that all around. You are there holding me while I cry, making me smile again, and showing me that it will all be okay.

I've been crocheting more again, and I really hope it turns out.
I've also had the chance to cook a little more, and I've really enjoyed it.

I know I spend probably too much time with you, and I know it has to get annoying me asking you every day, and I really do like having time to myself, or with my other friends, and I know you feel the same, and I can explain why I do it:
Its easier for me to sleep with you, and I prefer to.
If I knew I got to sleep next to you after each day, regardless of who I was hanging out with that night, I'd, obviously, not ask anymore.
I guess what I'm getting at is, there is something I want you to consider, and its a long way off, but I'm going to plant the idea now anyway.
When you all are moving out of that house, be it in a year, or two, or however long you guys all want to stay there, I want you to consider me for your next roommate.

I'm glad you're the only one that reads this. I probably just look like a freak.

I'm also very much looking forward to starting my new job.
Although, I am extremely nervous. I have to meet all new coworkers, and bosses, and I'm not so good with people. I wish it was easier for me to talk to people, and get to know them.

I think I have an idea of at least a poem or two that I may actually feel confident enough to submit to the contest, but I am still unsure.
And every passing day when I don't do it, is a day closer to never doing it.
I hate that I have such big dreams, and hopes, but not enough self confidence to do anything about it.
That's a thing I need to work on, I just don't know how.