From the Edge of Sabotage

Love... Love is a cut diamond carved into intricate facets. It has a thousands faces and a thousand edges. For every time your voice eases my worries and soothes my soul... there is an edge nearby that can hurt as much as I feel loved. For every time your eyes look into my soul I feel adored and important... yet there is an edge nearby that can make me feel inferior as much as you make me feel loved. For every time you hands reach out to touch me... I feel needed and wanted... Yet nearby is an edge that says you will not hold me nor love me; but push me away. For every facet on the face of love... there is an edge to be found. It is so easy to slip over the edge and begin to fall into an abyss where I fear I can not hold on... Sometimes... I need you to pull me back from the edge of sabotage.