The inner turmoil eats at me, the ground rejects my need for it to swallow me whole. Yet our brief encounters leave me confused and adds to the bittersweet feeling that has rested inside my soul. I wonder how i got myself in this mess, i dont even know your name, yet this unfamiliar feeling remains breathtakingly the same. How could i be wanting this when love has already staked its claim, i feel confused and have only myself to blame. Wanting more than what i have always ends up in pain, so how can i stop it from happening when part of me no longer feels the same?... But what if i give this up will i regret my actions, or will i rejoice in a my hungry passions. I know in the end someone will end up hurt, whether it occurs now or in the future the outcome will remain the same, so why do i always play this ever consuming game?