Build me up, tear me down, yet with you there is no place better, the torturous moments of utter pain and agony whist away by feelings love passion almost undescribable. So we turn a blind eye to what is here shining in our faces, hoping against hope that we will be the ones who change the stars. But alas change does not come. So do we run in fear of what punishment befalls such foolishness? Or do we simply turn the other check time and time again. Some say flee from the bitter sting that love brings, but in the course of loves many afflictions we find more meaning to these unfinished puzzles we call our lives. So I stammer on into much unknown woe to test loves limits and to enjoy the unfolding chapters of my so called life.