Love is Fire

Love is fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

I have been wondering lately, why did I ever allow myself to drift in the path of love? I mean, I knew from the beginning that I will suffer and end up heart broken. Sometimes I think that the prospect of pain amuses me; I know that love's sweet embrace is just felt for a while and the demons of love that turn your life into a living hell will soon capture you and you will drown in the deep sea of sorrow. I have always been passionate, I have always dreamed of the right person that I will love and cherish, or the person that will make me feel that I have some significance in life. But then lately I have been wondering, was I nothing before I fell in love?
I sure did have my own solitude character and now…I seem to have lost the reason that was inside of me. I am love sick and damn it there is no cure, is it my destiny to suffer?
I want to escape but where will I go, I have no destination…I am pathless. I wish I can lock myself up, somewhere dark…without candles or any light of hope. I want to drown in emptiness and not think of my problems that seem to overwhelm me right now. I want to float on the surface of my once creative thoughts. I want to swim in the sea that has no sharks, only seaweed, they cause me no harm; they only co-exist with me.
I want to be rain, just to fall on the ground and clean the shit that has been polluting mother earth. I want to be a star and watch as silly lovers commit acts of foolishness as they try to confess their love. Why should you confess your love, can't you just let it inside of you? What good will it makes if that silly person said "I love you, too"?
It certainly won't erase all those bitter and cold nights you spent alone; will it make me forget that love made my mother thought that I am bitch that might have the tendency to sleep with guys if she was not strict enough.
Dear, I curse the day that I confessed my love. I wish I was single, but unfortunately…I have already slipped into the illusion that love conquers all.