Today  when I  reflect  I  realize, I fall in love with different things and people.

Love for things and people keep changing as I grow older.

One thing in common, every time  I  fall in love with anything  or anyone,

I become a  true lover  with all my heart to anyone, the very person become

my master, and slowly become  bad master and start treating me worse than a slave.

My life  become a living hell.

Then I realized that I  am  not aware of myself, and  fall in love with myself, to my surprise

I  discovered  a  true friend  who loved me all along and was reminding  me all  along no to

fall  in love with anyone till   I know  myself  and the other  person.

Now  I  am  trying  to clean  the mess  I created,  so I can start  all over loving myself

and life will turn into a honeymoon.