Passion is powerful and all-consuming.
Deep love is wonderful and abiding.

But alone these are insufficient.

Should you try to pretend otherwise, you will fall.
You will fall into years of quiet heartache.

Months where you try to exhaust yourself before bed,
staying up later,
                            and later,
distracting yourself
        in every waking moment,
terrified of what you will face
    alone,
        in the dark,
            with your thoughts.

       Because you know.

    You know the truth.

Deep inside you,
you know the truth:

Being in love is not enough.