You want passion,
or so you say.
Without an understanding
of what passion is.
You want it when he kisses you,
anytime both of you touch.
You want it in his voice
when he says: I love you so much.
You want it in the look.
You it in the lie he tells you
when he says before you
he was never in love.
You want it in the way you fuck.
You want passion,
or so you say.
But you do not know
of what passion is made.
Passion is the perfect storm
consuming everything,
including itself.
It is the most destructive
beautiful thing.
It’s like tearing at the fabric of life
one piece at a time.
Until you face a whole new world.
It will always be the most beautiful thing
if you never see the destruction you left behind.
It remains the most beautiful thing
until the day the passion wanes.
And you begin tearing at the fabric again.
Do you still want passion?
Or do you want to save yourself?
About the Creator
Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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