It's like you are trapped but at the same time you are free like a bird,
it's like living a paradox, you repeat this unknown 'feeling' every second, the half of you gets bored of it, but the other half of you gets addicted,
You can never find the right way. It's like pain, but sweet. You want more more and more, the pain never gets boring.
It feels like you are scared to lose this feeling but the other half of you is just trying to escape from this hell.
That is how love feels when you have anxiety and depression.
When the half of you gets faster, the other half slows down.
