It’s really a feeling I can’t explain.
It’s the way I feel when I think of seeing you and knowing I’ve never before felt like this. It’s an intense feeling of excitement. I think when you know you feel as though you’re stepping toward the right direction and you know you would risk almost anything to reach this need, you’ve found passion.
I think passion feels like fire. Warmth floods your body and sparks at your fingertips, which then gives you the strength you need to push forward when your mind is telling you, “No.” Even though all signs are blaring in the back of your mind emitting a hazardous red alarm, you still block out the noise and the flashing lights because you know you’re stepping toward something with which can make your life even brighter.
When we’re overcome with this feeling, it’s almost more dangerous to try to eliminate the flame. When the flame is gone and the fire no longer pulsates warmth through your body, then you’re left with bitter cold. No longer are the sparks pushing you forward, but, instead, you’re left with a consistent “What if?” scenario running through your mind where the hazardous red alarms used to reside.
This is why we need to chase passion. I want to chase this passion. There are qualities within you of which I’ve never before found in others. My mouth physically hurts from the excessive laughing after every conversation with you, and I find myself lying awake for hours in bed after each concluding sentiment because I cannot seem to shake this exuberant feeling you give me.
Don’t ask me why any of this happens because I cannot explain it. You should mean nothing to me, yet I find myself wanting to know everything about you. The way we met is inexplicable, but I wouldn’t change a single piece of it because, without it, I wouldn’t be able to appreciate this ecstasy enlightening my fingertips.
Lauren is a Ball State University alumna with a Bachelor's degree in English and a concentration in Creative Writing. She enjoys breakfast for dinner with a side of literary enjoyment.