That Crazy Kind of Love

The kind you crave.
The kind that consumes you.
Your heart, mind, body, and soul.

The kind you only read about in stories.
The kind you don't think exists.
The kind you want, but you can't have.

It may hurt.
Seep into your bones.
Make your body ache.

To be touched...
Wanted...
Loved...

Everyone wants that non-existent love.
Our beings are incapable of holding that kind of love.
Too much power...need.

The love that the Fray sings about...
Secondhand Serenade...
A Great Big World...

Although we can't touch it...
We know it's within our reach.
So that's what keeps us going in relationships we know are doomed.

That hope.
We cling to it.
That one day this type of love with infect us.

Spread like wildfire.
But we know that can't happen.
The balance of nature would tilt.

So for now.
We hold on.
Like lint to fresh laundry.

We will always have that hope.
And maybe one day,
We'll inhale this love.

And one of two things will happen.
We will be happy.
Or we will destroy everything we've ever cared about.

Whether we like it or not.
This love is dangerous.
But it's also contagious.

Because one day...

You could be poisoned with it...