My wife is the Obsessed Angel. She is beautiful, smart, empathetic and kind. She is contradicting thoughts, emotions, and behaviors. Somehow, it is what makes her the woman I love. She doesn't seem to know what she wants. I might get scared if she ever once gave me a clear sign of what she desires. It is in reverie where our minds find visions of perfection. In the real world perfection is in the imperfections. These contradictory points are what drive true beauty, knowledge, wisdom, and it is in true empathetic kindness where we find meaning and happiness. My wife is the very embodiment of this. There are days when I want to run screaming from her. Other days I want to just hold her, and yet others when I just can't keep up. There are days when she will look up from her perch on the bed and call me lazy. Others when she will force me to rest. It is through her eyes only that this world looks beautiful to me. It is only through her that I experience joy and happiness of new experiences. She both makes me take flight and grounds me at the same time. This contradiction is beauty and love, it is the energy that fuels life. I just wish she could see her the way I see her. The beauty, the grace, and the kindness.
