Bipolar

They call me bipolar, They say it’s because of the emotional shifts I go through, and, yes, they have a point. Is it impossible to go from happiness to sadness in two seconds? ... No. I always say I don’t know what makes me “bipolar,” but the answer is you. You make me feel happy, proud to have you with me, and at the same time, you make me feel as though I’m forcing you to be here. I’ve read that love makes us bipolar, and from experience, I can confirm it. You change me in ways I never thought possible, and while it’s true that you don’t mean to hurt me, sometimes I feel a pressure, an unease that stays with me every time you’re not around. Is it because I love you madly? Is it because I love too much? I don’t even know. What I do know is that I want to be with you until I can’t write anymore.