"Strong and invincible, but soon enough, you falter."

It goes like this: looking at her makes you feel all kinds of things. Hot and cold and stupidly brave, but it also fills you with doubts from head to toe. It scares you. looking at her scares you. And you wonder how something so simple can make you feel happy, yet incredibly sad. You think: it must be her face. It must be how her eyes light up when she laughs, or the way she crinkles her nose. You think: it must be her determination. It must be how she knows exactly what she wants. At first you can't get enough of sneaking glances, of holding her hand, but later even the simplest things are enough to send you running. You don't know who you are when you're around her. You're impulsive and bursting with confidence. You're a wildfire. And you're bound to get burnt. But the longer you stare, the more you get lost in her dark eyes and you wonder: am I all that? Is she worth the pain? The effort? and oh, she is. And you know. That's what scares you. It goes like this: her arms are snaked around your torso and being held by her makes you feel all kinds of things. Strong and invincible, but soon enough, you falter. Because in the end, she leaves you feeling weak. It hurts you. Being held by her hurts you. And you wonder how something so simple can be so confusing, so contradicting. You don't know who you are around her. You find yourself laughing at her jokes, and wondering how to get away from her only moments later. You are a single leaf caught in the eye of a storm, You think: it's because she's too much. But is she? are you sure you were ever enough? - N.J.