Limbo

Have you ever been in that space where two steps in any direction takes you anywhere but forward? That's what limbo feels like. It's like walking on a treadmill hoping to reach a far off destination. So many times in life we are faced with decisions that have no real resolution. They just are. Any direction you turn you find yourself just turning around again. Love can be limbo. That emotion that propels you forward while holding you back at the same time. That feeling of wanting to be happy but knowing that your happiness will cost others theirs. Any decisions you make will not move you forward, it will only leave you in limbo. Hoping for something that will never come to pass. Love can linger or be fleeting. How can such a small word hold so much power over our lives? How do we get to that point where the same person that makes you feel like you are floating at the same time makes you feel like you're drowning? It's enough to make you want to give up on love even though you know that you can't. Love is there, holding you there in it's trance. Choice is at times a delusion. Try as we might love rules with its power unchecked and unchallenged. Sometimes it hurts, and sometimes it heals. The immortal saying is ever true: the heart wants what the heart wants. Surrender to it or fight, it doesn't really matter because in the end love is all we really have. So until a path becomes clear, float on. Limbo awaits.