The Brain is Never at Rest

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One look at you, and I knew what I wanted. Loving you was like entering a labyrinth with its blueprint kept in between the sole of my left foot and the shoe that I am wearing – I knew the entrance and the exits, I have memorized every turn, and with every step I took, there was no doubt that I am fond of what I am doing. Our love was like predictable weather, and I knew when the sun would shine and the storm would wander. I know it will rain, and there might be thunders. We are like a sky full of wonders with clouds clashing underneath one another – it was glorious to me.

But if the labyrinth was built in a strange land where I have never been once, I wonder if it would ignite the excitement and passion within me. If I never had the blueprint beneath my foot's sole, I wonder if I would ever be brave and confident to enter something I was never sure of. If I never memorized every turn, and if in every turn, I find myself falling into the pits of mistakes and misjudgments, would I be as fond as I used to be?

If our love was a strange phenomenon, if I cannot predict if the sun would shine or if the rain would come - if I cannot foresee what lies beneath the horizon anymore – what would our love be like? If I do not know that thunders would appear and bolts of lightning would echo, can I remain positive and stay true to my promise? If we were a sky without the wonders of clouds and only strokes of overlayed colors in the pitch, would we still be magnificent to me?

And in an instant, I knew the answers.

Weonce stood on broken stones and countless how's, deafened by the sound ofsilence and bruised by shattered vows. Yet one look at you, I knew I wanted tostay and be loved by you even if we were only dots on one plain piece of paper.