Love is... strange. It blinds you, slowly, but indefinitely. You don't realize it happening, until your eyes have been opened once again. Though, love is not the only blinding emotion. The more love you harbor in your heart, the greater any pain related to it is. When that severe pain is suddenly countered with positive emotions, it creates a very... interesting storm in one's heart and mind. A rush of joy does not heal a deep wound, but rather ends up mixing with the pain. The negative and positive collide, mingle, and the negative tries to corrupt the positive, as darkness has always been corruption in the absence of light. Both sides will reveal themselves separately, always drowning out the other.
However, once fear is introduced to the already volatile mixture, there is a decision to be made. Persevere, or run. Running has shown that comfort can be found just 'round the corner in the arms of any who would give it. Perseverance has brought seemingly endless struggles and pains, but it has also brought moments of such sweet joy. So the choice... is either run away into the arms of possible destruction, or strive for the reward.
"You have all the weapons you need, now fight." Sucker Punch
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Mainly a record of my more interesting dreams that I was able to remember after waking up. (Apparently my uncontrollable confessions, as well. In the form of poetry. All to the same man.)
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