Thoughts

Call it what?

What would you call that part of your life which holds you up with jealousy, fear you till death about losing someone, carry and hold a piece of someone's heart with wariness, makes you feel like you're a part of something bigger, better but scary, a part so unpredictable and bewildering that it forces you break down your own walls but still warns you to keep ropes, bricks and cement in your closet?

LOVE.