Love is an odd beast whose appearance and disappearance is never as easy nor as predictable as we might like.
You don’t always recognize its coming or going until after you are in or out of it.
And sometimes when you are in it you want to get out of it because it sounds, seems or looks simpler and easier.
But it is never that simple or that easy.
You love who you love and sometimes there is no real killing it. At best it is like a fire whose intensity you can turn way down, but know that it can turn back up in a hurry.
That is why some people keep their distance, because they know it is unpredictable and far too easy for that dial to spin from simmer to blaze.
Makes life kind of interesting, now doesn’t it and not always in the best way, but sometimes…