I’m scared. Love has made me small and powerless. I don’t have the courage to fight anymore, and neither the will to continue going. I’ve become subject to others rather than myself, and I’m now just a mere observer of the passion that consumes my surroundings. I’m afraid of making the next move because I don’t want to end up suffering once more.
I’m nervous. Love has twisted my mind and every concept that relates to that same love. It has clouded my judgment and pushed me into oblivion. I’ve become an insignificant human in life without purpose. Love has stirred my analysis of what is right and wrong, and good and bad.
How can I go back? I’ve been stuck, scared and nervous so much that I’ve lost my way; I’ve lost my sense of direction, and there’s no one to pull me back. I feel so consumed by the powerful concept we call love. I don’t know how, and if I’ll be able to survive long enough to retain my soul, and regain my old self. I do know that I keep on stuck, scared and nervous; searching for a meaning on a meaningless world. Dreams have become reality, and reality has caught up to my existence. I keep on wandering around, trying to figure out love, but love continues to drive me around. I’ve become a slave to existence and a puppet to love. The question remains: How can I return to my old self? How can I combat love, if love is so tough? How can I overcome my fears and continue to live life like I used to before?