Dear Passion
I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for you. I don't think I'd be able to wake in the morning and genuinely look forward to my day. I don't know if I'd be able to breathe without you. Without you passion I'm incomplete.
Over the past months, I must admit I did somehow let you go. My mind was clouded by the glamour of the end result. I had forgotten that the road ain't steady. I know; I saw what others were getting and wondered why am I left in a ditch where passion seems to be disappointing me.
I've followed you all these years but I've never seemed to be content. What is it really that you want from me? You have shown me glimpses of you, I have been to most of your spheres yet I was never in. Only once, one of your spheres looked all good and I was certain about it, you came back and said not this time.
I've followed you all these years but I've never seemed to be content. What is it really that you want from me? You have shown me glimpses of you, I have been to most of your spheres yet I was never in. Only once, one of your spheres looked all good and I was certain about it, you came back and said not this time.
