Would you risk it all?

When you've got nothing left to lose the easiest thing to do is to take a chance. But when you have to worry about losing everything, do you go off of a whim; do you listen to your gut? Do you risk it all? What if this is the best it's ever going to get for you? Is it worth finding out if you're missing a bigger picture? Is it really all part of a bigger plan? What are the odds that out of everyone in the world, the person that you're with or wish you were with or used to be with, is the person you were meant to be with forever?

All those countless nights you spend staring at the ceiling, recalling past events, always second guessing if you made the right choice, if you are where you're supposed to be. Knowing how different your life would be if you would have chosen the other road. Wondering if the empty space within will ever be filled, wondering if the gnawing sensation at the back of your mind will ever stop, and wondering if there will be a time when you feel right with yourself. Just wishing your mind would stop. Even for a moment.

So the big question, is love ever really enough? If you can grow to love a person, to care for them and respect them, could these things depict what the word 'love' means? What if what you thought love was, never really was the way it was at all. What if seeing it from afar and never actually grasping onto it long enough, catching only slight glimpses of it, blinded you from what you thought was real? And actually in truth, it was something that was never completely attainable for you. So after countless amounts of books and movies about romance, your mind simply creates a figment of love.

Here's the hard part, the part I just can't grasp my head around. If you're happy, comfortable, content, and you genuinely care for the person you're with shouldn't that be enough? Shouldn't your mind and heart be happy with what it has? For some reason, no matter how hard you try, there's someone else that you just can't get out of your mind. No matter how many months or years go by that you don't see or talk to this person, when you do, you light up. Your stomach does nervous flip-flops like you're in high school again. And even just hearing their name brought up in conversation, hurts you inside because you're not with them. And the vicious cycle starts all over. You think to yourself, should I go for it?

Do you throw away what you have for something you think could be, even if it doesn't work out and you're left with nothing? Don't you owe it to yourself to stop the question of never knowing whether it will work? Or are you just too scared to be alone; are you scared to throw away the best thing you may ever get? At the back of your mind do you remind yourself that you shouldn't settle, that you shouldn't always play it safe, and that maybe the biggest choice you'll ever make is whether or not to risk it all.