Choices

Read something on twitter and it wrote " is love a feeling? OR is it a choice?". 

Initial thoughts? Feeling. Love is a feeling. 

We fall in love with the feeling of love or the person that makes your heart flutter.

Love could also be a moment of passion.

All that I could link love with was feelings and emotions. 

However, this tweet changed my perception of love. 

"Love was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. 

It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing."

At some point in time, the feeling of love will fade, you no longer feel butterflies in your stomach 

or want to take that extra 5-10min to dress better to impress loved ones. 

The feeling is something that always changes, just like your crush since primary school up to now. 

Is it still the same one?

When things get tough do you stay and resolve everything? 

Or you just leave? 

Is it worth fixing and recreate or do you just want to walk away?

Everything we do or want to do is a choice. 

Today we make the decision, a conscious one just don't regret it tomorrow. 

So is love a feeling or is it a choice?

Old Friend

Hello darkness, my old friend

Caught yourself slipping back into the same dark hole? 

The same dark hole where all my blog post are inspired upon? 

Saw this quote " you write so beautifully, 

the inside of your mind must be a terrible place" 

How true is that? No idea. 

Maybe my mind is a truly terrible place or ...

The endless possibilities when you overthink. 

like the base of the ocean, 

dark, cold and barely breathing. 

Scars would never fade with time, 

you just learn to move on and look passed it.

Till, it doesn't bother you anymore. 

And often you might remind you of how broken, you once was. 

Subconsciously, hurting everyone that care.
Or are you secretly wishing that someone will notice your differences?
Or if someone will care?

Everyone will hope that you can completely move on. 

Will a simple smile sufficient to show that you have moved on? 

Or does it have to exist in other forms? 

Maybe fake joy? Fake all your emotions? Wear a mask?

How do you know? 

I'm not gonna lie to you, it isn't gonna be easy. 

And there will be some day when life sucks.