It’s a peculiar thing when your heart is pounding for something it shouldn’t be. Or rather, someone… Dead set on a belief, in which life is so short as to not settle for anything less than perfect. It would seem though, that same life has other plans for you. When you’re so sure you’ve found something you can be content with. But therein lies the timeless dilemma. Is contentment anything short of disappointment in the grand scheme of things?

People spend their lives in a state of neutrality. Neutrality is not the way of living in which God intended for us to exemplify. As in faith, with Love, one cannot be lukewarm. We are destined to burn with vigor and passion. A life lived in simple satisfaction is a life wasted. So where do we draw the line? I guess that really is a question to which we all have to come upon the answer alone. The leap of faith may be harder than the potential fall, but the step backwards, leaves us numb.

The unknown is far more frightening than the latter, and we can only hope we’re met somewhere in between. The distance between the two points seems insurmountable, and still, very well may be. But a decision of indifference is a commitment to regret. Pain and love go hand in hand, to which no one is an exception. The promise of perfection is never granted without cost, but nothing of worth ever is. We can land in the arms of perfect love or we can forever fall and in this we are given one reprieve.

“‘Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.”