I am always torn. Between control and chaos; passion and tranquility. Between what's fated and what I want. Part of me longs to take the plunge, to dive off headfirst and let the feeling of control evaporate on the wind. And part of me wants to be in a place where I'd never have to worry about that choice--or any choice. Where peace and calm are the only things I'd feel.

Love. The great destroyer of worlds.

I...have been in that weird state between dreaming and waking, where dreams could be memories and the real world could be a dream.

Just because I'm biased doesn't mean it's not true.

I am always torn. Between control and chaos; passion and tranquility. Between what's fated and what I want. Part of me longs to take the plunge, to dive off headfirst and let the feeling of control evaporate on the wind. And part of me wants to be in a place where I'd never have to worry about that choice--or any choice. Where peace and calm are the only things I'd feel.

When you like someone, you have to allow yourself to be vulnerable enough to let them in. Love is messy.