When thunder strikes and you are out there in an open field there is no place to hide. You can only hope that you will survive. Wake up unscathed and ready to walk on. You are not in control of what happens in between. You wish you would, but that’s never happening.

The same principle applies to love.

When love strikes you, you are out blind. Trying to cope with it as good as you can, especially when it’s an impossible love. Your brain runs in circles at times and you wish for an off switch, but there is none. You are very aware of what’s going on, but still act like a remote controlled drone. You talk to everyone about it, but the one person you should talk to, because you have the feeling that so much is at stake.

Love is just a chemical, like happiness, and you know it. But are you able to get it out of your system? The only way, in my opinion, is to let it run it’s course. Know that it will fade over time. And maybe have the courage to talk to that one person.