shift

And then quirky becomes flakey.

I hate that...the wonderful becomes annoying...

The emotional soul looks to protect itself from the pain of separation...from the fall-out of a drug you can no longer have...ever...because it's gone...

And demonizing is the way to cope..."it wasn't very good anyways"...

"There were obvious problems" masked from awareness for infatuation...

Don't speak any promises when feeling joy...wait for the level...wait for the true tests that come only over time...in joy or in despair, speak not about love or hate...don't make those big declarations, those big decisions when deluded by infatuation...

"the saddest part of a broken heart isn't the ending so much as the start"

"the tragedy starts from the very first spark, losing your mind for the sake of your heart" Ms. Feist

I will lose my mind for my heart again...

I will lose my heart for my mind again...