What is passion? Well, there are some really obvious answers to that one. But I think it is something more than the physical stuff.
What is love? I'm afraid I don't really know. See, I'm only twenty... one. And I've only experienced love once. Just don't tell my exs that, or they will wonder which one I actually loved! I can only speculate on what love is.
Passion, I know well. Passion is what made me hurl unbreakable pieces of paper down onto concrete. It leaves me to wonder why I can't make the words break like my heart.
Love, I like to imagine, is the deeper stuff. The words written on those pages; the feeling that caused me to pen them in the first place.
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Hmm, this is not done. Or maybe it is. But I wanted to get it written down and worry about finishing it later.
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