Worth while

As i lay here in an over powering Ethiopia enduce trace i faintly hear those oh so simple combination of words...
I love you
 echo in my head. Suddenly it all makes perfect sense it just illuminated in my head like the classic light bulb from old cartoons the main antagonist discovering a brilliant scheme.
It was As simpley beautifully clear
though I have loved many before this man in front of me I could not have ever found, imagined, or created what it really meant and how it really feels to be in love with someone.
And Maybe its just the drugs or the sex induce High but at least I know for sure this man is nothing like anyone I've ever met before or anyone I'll ever come to know.
So I'm not sure if it terrifies me or if it  ignites my dangerous curiosity but this man straight out of my favorite storybook with his enticing. Smile confident strut and genuine words has acomplished something  Id come to accept no one ever could do
 extraordinarilyy he  has.  Acomplished showing me a reason to live to breathe to finaly believe maybe this hollow shell isn't so empty  maybe this dark side of me with no self-esteem  could not only begin to see the worth  he truly believes in his heart that ive seen first hand projected through the looks i secretly witness him shoot my way when I'm conveniently not paying attention.
Now quarter to one and as i sit on this sorry excuse of a restaurant counting how many carson city low lifes pass by completely unaware of the presnces of me in shadows  on the roof tops with a grin a blade ans a twisted mind frame. I am overly attentive.
Off in the distance blue and red strobes flash announcing  another one falls victim to the tediously rigged law enforcement.
Heres One more thrill to pile on to my over loaded system, the cold chill caressing me from behind sending shivers rippling down my hyper alert body, another reminder of the night ive had thus once again back to that man. Though little time has transpased between us there is a deeper then just chemical component that teathers our
 essences.
No other way to interpert or prirer exposer to these feelings that makes sence so this must be what it means to be in love....
If not fuck it i dont want anything else because when i look at him i feel my breath catch heart race faster then any drugs could and eyes tear up with such happiness such a blessing being a women where every feeling equals a little running make up. And through all this mascara i see his smile and it all is worth the while.