As I lie dormant in my room full of thoughts and premonition. Filling this atmosphere with a thick cloud of tension hovering over of what used to be a sanitary, a haven. These misdefining thoughts absorb every mental strength in order to process them. All I want is to find this unknown feeling. What is the cause? What is the effect? What will it foresee? Analyzing it like some scientist rather than obtaining or dealing with it. Just go with the flow, you tell yourself. You do the complete opposite though. It isn't part of your character to simply go with the flow. Am I some complete idiot, a free spirited soul or something? The answer is no... I'm an analytical individual which must find the source or excuse for everything. The word is "love" which you are searching for, it's not defined with anything. It cannot be explained or analyzed. It lingers around the minds of many, but is never a nuisance. There is no source or origin where "love" originates from. "Love" catches you when you least expect it, when your at your most vulnerable state of mind. "Love" is simple "love" and that's just the way it is.
Very nice post!
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