Love is an all consuming fire. The one that swallows you in and spits you out without caring what damage it does.
Its a dream, the kind that makes you scared, the kind that makes you feel alive.
It’s a drug. It’s a rush.
It distorts your mind and opens your heart.
It can make you ecstatic and yet make you feel Powerless.
It can make you smile in times of sorrow, and make you long for someone, even in times of Happiness.
It can make the most powerful person feel Powerless and the most humble person might feel like the king of the world.
Love is not knowing where you might end up. But enjoying the journey, the pain and the pleasure. The longing and the comfort.