Come Undone

Sometimes love can be unrequited and unforgiving and can leave you scarred. And maybe you want to stay away, but is that the escape?
Can we really forget? Is cognition beyond recognition of the strength of thought and what is felt. Can it be undone? Can it be repeated? Is it hope or faith that keeps us going?
Or is it an adrenaline rush that leaves you weak in the knees or a social fantasy?
Are our reasons right? Do we really know fully what we are doing or is it the moment?
Can we really differentiate between lust and love? Is love really timeless and eternal? Is there an age? Is it mature or is it merely to replicate ourselves and continue life as it shapes and continues.
Let us fight being cowards. Let us love, it is difficult. But we fail and we must. But who conquered without a war and a few battle scars.