It wasn't love. But...it was something like it [the next chapter]

It wasn't love.
But. It was something like it.
Possessive. Overwhelming.
Dynamic. Changing. Fluid...
Kept me guessing...
Drifting in & out of reality
w/ just one kiss, the touch of your lips
Against my skin... Dimly lit cellar...
Moonlight peeking in at us through the cracks
Acknowledging what once separated us...uniting us...Simultaneously..
With the stars.. the universe.
We are one.

But.

It wasn't love.

Demanding... My mind lost touch w/ all variations of logic
My heart...intertwined w/ desire...
&& lust for the unknown... I thrusted
myself forward...into the abyss
Spiraling out of control... But I liked it
Felt alive... Spicy... Dangerous

It was something like it.... Love.

Something about it.... that made it so undeniable that, knowingly, I indulged in what was of great risk to me..

Thinking... That never happened.
Feeling... All of which I could never understand...
All I knew
All I knew
All...I...Knew....

It wasn't love....
But. It was something like it..

The Beginning...

Care Less.

Win More.

Do Less.

Get More.

Expect Nothing.

Disappointment Dissipates.

Trust no One.

Nowhere is Safe.

Progression is difficult, often, because forgiveness challenges the ability to forget.

Memories serve as a lifeline for pain, creating an abyss for negativity to dwell.

Paradox. Irony. Life.