This will scare you.
It will overwhelm your senses,
taking you down an unmet path.
You will meet yourself in fury, in desperation,
in inexplicable shades of who you were
before the becoming.
But you will blossom before your eyes.
Your heart shall shed its soft skin
and grow layers of strength
you did not know you could carry.
This, darling, is falling in love.
Ricocheting across its plains.
Diving into it headfirst and learning,
with each passing wave,
how to dance with the current.
It will break you into pieces
before it teaches you to be whole.