Crazy Love

Does everybody have that one person from their past that they still carry a torch for? It doesn't have to even be a torch really...could be a candle, or even a tiny smoldering ember. It's always there, though, somewhere in the back of your mind, eating away a little bit of your heart with every rhythmic beat. Maybe it was a passionate love affair that ended abruptly, and left you craving more. Maybe it was true love, but the timing was all wrong. Maybe it ended badly, and you wish you could have a do over. Whatever the case may be, this person, this love, still lingers. 

Love is unkind, cruel, harsh, and unfair. It is also magical, beautiful, uplifting, and rare. What is it about this single emotion that makes us crazy. We chase love our entire lives hoping to find it, and when we think we have, we become selfish, jealous, needy, clingy and desperate in order to hang on to it. Well, that is not the way to hold on to love, now is it? It has taken me a very long time to understand that. Holding tightly to someone isn't the way to keep them. It's all about letting go. I have long since extinguished the flame I used to carry. My heart is free to start the chase all over again, but for now I think I'll just sit on the sidelines, and rest awhile.