Hold still

Last night I experienced love in its most painful form for the second time.
Even though I have been rejected before;
I made the point again of hoping, believing, and trusting the magic of love, alcohol, and Los Banos.
But then again, it was only me.

The pain was so intense and immeasurable but I am still thankful.
Thankful that no matter how blinding the pain was;
In this chest of mine, it is still filled with love.
Full of love that is still willing to give and dream.

Even so, I think it is rather unwise to fall for the same person over and over again if things are not really meant to be.
So to remind me that I should really reflect and be wise;
rather than be a fool hardy with such an inebriating scent of passion,
I scalded two points on the back of my right hand.

Love is temping and great but this doesn't give the right to just play and be burnt through and through.
Love is selfless but it doesn't meant you have to foolish in giving everything.
And lastly, love in its purest form is a beautiful dream  but it doesn't mean to sleep in eternity.