I Have Lost Myself

Like a vampire after blood, I hunger after love. It is a drug I crave, an addiction that I do not want a cure for; it is the monster that I cannot tame, the demon that I cannot purge. Love has overtaken me and taken from me my essence and humanity and robbed me of all logical thought. In the name of love I have sacrificed my dignity and respect. In the name of love I given up my happiness and neglected my free will. In the name of love I have contemplated the role of the other woman. I have cried myself to sleep, refused to eat in hopes of somehow, some way falling into a oblivion of delirium that will delete from my heart and brain these emotions. Love is the only emotion that cause a sane man to lose all thought and for a wise man to act as a fool. I have become so entwined with love as an emotion, that I have lost myself and now I wonder who I have become and where I am going. Love has derailed my life and at times threatened my mind to the point I don't know where I begin and the interest of my life ends. I wonder at times if I can even be happy by myself or if I even know what that is like because I have given my love for another the place of happiness. Sadly I have realized that I don't know how to be myself or stand on my own with the love of a man. In some ways I feel that love has played a terrible and ironic joke on me; she has given me an appetite, but cursed me with a hunger I cannot satisfy...