Love in Waves

I am still trying to wrap my mind around this aspect of love, how it sometimes comes in waves. Being engaged and preparing for a future has been both exciting and frightening all in the same breath. To think that the two of us will soon become one, but not so much one that we forget about self. I think that is the part that worries me most. I get so engulfed in us, and just as the waves disrupt the pattern of the ocean, so does our love interrupt my normal, it has broken into my most hidden parts, it has discovered pieces of me that I have kept tucked away. He sees me for all of who I am, what a blessing to feel so safe and what a sacrifice to extend your nakedness beyond your control and surrender the power you hold with every part you keep concealed. Because people can not harm what they have little access to, but now he knows my secrets, I let him in and sometimes the fear that emerges in my stomach as a reminder of my vulnerability comes out in the form of waves. Bursts of tears and surges of anxiety all come crashing down on him.