The Involuntary Incident - 12/4/13

It's never really an option.
No matter how much you try to proceed with caution,
You're bound to slip.
Feel the motion as your emotions take a trip.
We can't choose who we care for.
When we try,
There are feelings we can't deny,
And we end up caring more.
We end up sharing more.
Surface questions give way to deeper oceans,
Icebergs of information causing commotions,
Titanic truths revealed, sinking secrets in the open.
Connections happen without any indication.
This always seems inconvenient,
But it's only because we want to connect as vindication...
A paycheck for putting in work.
Recompense for voluntarily risking being hurt.
Life doesn't function that way, however...
Pure intentions on misguided missions tend to lead to nothing but dirt.
We're much better off trusting the mysterious forces at hand.
No one knows how falling in love happens,
But everyone knows it cannot be planned.
It is as organic as nature itself,
A beautiful process that occurs on its own time,
Encompassing, harmonic,
A force powerful enough to bolster the spirit and mind.
An abundant resource that we all desire to find...
Plentiful in its own way, but scarce when unnecessarily defined.
Love truly is both patient and kind,
Forever embracing us and refusing to leave anyone behind.
Whether or not your idea of it complements mine,
Whether or not it seems to have a reason or rhyme,
If it's meant for us, our hearts will find a way to bind.
You see...
It's never really an option.
No matter how much you try to proceed with caution,
You're bound to slip.
Feel the motion as your emotions take a trip.
We can't choose who we care for.
When we try,
Cupid shoots with an endless clip,
Firing away until defenses take a dip.
Love has a way of creeping in...
A thief in the night,
Stealing away your emotional stability.
I guess that's where the fall comes from,
Realizing that your feelings are changing, rearranging.
Someone has slipped into your daily thoughts.
Someone has become important.
Someone has feelings that matter to you,
Feelings that replay in your mind like a broken recording.
It all happens without permission.
Despite avoiding this like it's perdition,
The combination of affection and attention
Puts you in a position where your feelings rival Heaven,
And just the mention of that person brings ascension.
No matter our efforts to remain impartial,
Our hearts will forever ignore attempts at detention.
Remember...
It's never really an option.
No matter how much you try to proceed with caution,
You're bound to slip.
Feel the motion as your emotions take a trip.
We can't choose who we care for.
When we try,
We run away from something within,
When we could embrace it and fly.

-A. Lewis