The Cycle

 Life is crazy, one moment in life breaks you, the other builds you; the cycle goes on.

But some things are more interesting and weirder than this. Sometimes we can’t resist someone, we find love and care within ourselves for them. Things we hold on to as souvenirs of their memories. When forced to stay apart from them, it hurts to the point that we’d fight for them.

Sometimes in life, these are the people we can't live without. We are addicted to them, even possessive. We crave even the shortest conversation with them. We get jealous of those who could speak a thousand words with them. "Why can't I be the same?" unconsciously their smile becomes yours.

It's funny when we realize all of this was just a little too much, guilt soon follows, and we begin distancing ourselves from love, a madness. We're sick, broken, idiotic, sociopathic, mentally troubled; whatever this world can throw at us.

This is where life tests us. When all beliefs are lost and we're completely hopeless when the shell of who we used to be no longer defines us. You either break it or you make it. This is true freedom.

This is the cycle of passion.

It's always a choice.