Why Do You Make Me Feel Like This?

Thoughts
I asked you that night, you looking at me while the shadows dance along the traces of your skin, "Why do you make me feel like this? Then you said "because you make me feel the same way."

You told me this is how I should be feeling, not only now but for the rest of it. You reminded me of what love feels like; the passion, the fire, everything… the connection with someone so strong, it doesn't come very often. Yet I hated how you make me feel at times. How ironic isn't it?