Scattered Thoughts of a Scattered Mind

Two

Love is a drug. It seems intriguing enough when you are first introduced to it, so you decide to give it a try. Soon enough, you are intoxicated with its overbearing influence, and it becomes the center of your universe. But your dealer cannot handle how frequently you need him for his drug, so he breaks off his connection to you. A void opens in your heart, the space that his drug once occupied, and you are left with an aching feeling of longing and emptiness. Only when you find another dealer that will give you what you so desperately crave can this desire for fulfillment be satiated. What is worse is that all you can do is pray that he will stay longer than the last one. The cycle endlessly continues.