What would you do if you met your soul mate and never experienced life with them? How would you feel if they were always just inches out of your reach? Is there really only one true love for everyone? If there is, but we never find that person how would we know what a true love feels like? For all we know, the person we end up choosing to be with is that one true love. If we never meet our soul mate, or if we do but don't end up with them for different reasons, do we just wing it through life by being content? What if you've met your soul mate but life without them in it is too painful to bear, but yet you go on without them because you know deep in your heart they are happy with their life?
Love, like life itself has too many unanswered questions. We are never truly comfortable just leaping into the unknown. We have a need to know what it is we are facing, its weaknesses and strengths. How to conquer it and if we do not, how to deal with the aftermath. We fear taking the leap, for fear of failure. To not know the happiness that awaits, but once you've found it, how to keep it. What to do and how it feels to lose it. All these things we do not know unless we've been there before. Yes I've been broken, taken to what felt like the deepest pits of Tartartus. Shot in the heart with the master bolt by Zeus himself. Even the gods themselves can't keep me down. Love and life, a roller coaster of emotions and an endless tale of commitment, never ending comprises. But we do them all.. for love.
