There are things which draws you. That sets your heart racing a million beats a second. Things that pumps adrenaline and blood just by thinking of it. It causes your stomach to curl and churn in a funny way that nothing can effect the same sensation. That's passion. It's also pleasure when you think of it and the effect it has on you. You love it. You live and breathe by it. You cannot do without it.
And then, there will come a day when you feel absolutely none of those things and you think whether you've lost the passion. It can last a long time. It can go on for weeks, months. You start to think that you've really lost it, that passion. But you know you've loved it once. Loved it so much you just couldn't carry on living if you've to live without it and now is the day. It's not you who left this passion, this passion has left you. You woke up one morning and it's not there. Where is it? You keep waiting for it to come back. You drag your feet doing what you once loved that at the mere thought of it you get a high. Now everything is flat, stale, blend and colorless.
What are you going to do? Give up and continue as if nothing happened? PASSION where are YOU?????
What did I do? Check back again for part two.
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