how do you define something that has no name? and it had done nothing but cause me to doubt my judgement. again. so what if it doesn't fuel my soul? often liking doesn't equate love. infatuation doesn't equate love. lust doesn't equate love.

it's takes conviction and will to change old habits and embrace new ones. it takes courage to accept someone into your life. and i feel small. i am an ant, i cannot move mountains with my words.

sometimes the most unexpected things happen. and i am overwhelmed. my horoscope says that i will bathe in lots of earthly pleasure this coming week and only a few of them will be fulfilling to my soul. but this is one that i must risk in taking. never have i been so attracted to something and crave it so badly.

it tickles my fancy and i become enchanted. i become infatuated. then i become depressed. the rhythm of feelings encountered has left a bitter aftertaste. it has caused me to doubt my judgement. pretty faces don't faze me anymore.