By Kyle Benson

I look at you and my heart burst in my chest.

My veins fill with the cells of love

I’m scared. I’m vulnerable.

Can you love me? Will you be there for me?


I text. You text.
We meet. We talk.
We kiss. We sleep.
We cook. We dance.
We laugh. We love.

You are my weakness

yet my greatest strength

I’m butter in a pan,

saluted by your veggies


Melting who I was,
consuming who we are becoming
I think of you and smile. I tell you so
Tambien you say.

Will this last

We don’t know.

And that’s what makes us so damn beautiful.

In 2013, I got sick, saw a shrink, and have spent the last few years fixing my relationships and helping others do the same. I’m a retired perfectionist who is opening up the honest feelings and stories of my flawed past (and present) for others to read.

Right now I am in grad school to become a couples (maybe sex) therapist to help others overcome issues I have dealt with or helped others so far. I’m no expert, but if you’d love some tips to have healthier relationship, check out my personal site here.