Love
Is
The defining moment in our lives - where we trult allow ourselves to feel. Really feel. It surprises us with its sudden appearance as we succumb to the drug that is so called - love.
Love has it's many cons aswell as pros as it continues to lie and blind us with false expection and a temporary joy. Pain is what you feel when blinded by love as one would so anything for their lover to achieve true happiness for both parts, however love captivates and blinds for such a second, entrancing the beholder of its spell and taking us away from the harsh truths of reality, and the expectations that comes with. Love is a painful journey one takes with another. Experiencing many joys among sorrows. A sad tear reflecting a happy drop as a swan rolls it's neck dancing to what one percieves as love. Love is a dangerous game to be played, a king with no game is but a walk with no goal in sight. Somewhat troubling, yes perplexed true however relaxing and quiet all the meanwhile.
Love is only a splender no soul can admit to, as one in love never dares to reveal their true intentions. Afraid of the overbearing rejection of knowing you are not wanted. Your worth balancing on this thin string - some of us dare to cross it in Hope's of the treasures we will find on the other side, while others sit afraid of the fall. In a pitiful depressive state of a void we long to be filled with only the truest of sensations. To have their touch heal every scar - ones we can and cant see depends on our own stories.
