isn't it foolish to surrender to love? i spent years believing i knew what i'd wanted out of love only for that to begin to waver for the past few months. when you are so certain of your own certainty in such a large aspect of your life like that, the self doubt that starts to creep into your heart is devastating. like an infection i have to constantly stave off in order to let myself feel anything other than crippling fear.
is it more foolish, however, not to listen to the voice telling me that precious moments are ephemeral, and to not let them slip away? is it a fool's dream to want to be happy despite not yet knowing the consequences?