What is it? Is it something that cannot be explained logically, Is it an imagined experience? Why can I not genuinely know how I feel? Why am I cold toward those who love me? Why am I uncaring and hateful toward those who are impoverish and pathetic? Why am I an elitist? Drawn to those around me who attract darkness? Drawn to one specifically, Drawn to one that I chose to love, Can you choose to love? Why can I turn off my emotions whenever I wish? Is something wrong with me? What happens if I lose my love? One day I wish to feel like him, One day I wish to care too. I love because I choose. I am superior, But belittle myself so that I can love... You.