Passion ~ a notation of our desires in which we spill our thoughts in a creative way.
the moment that everything you've worked for for the past four years is right in front of you and yet you don't know what to do. the notions of your motions that are not questioned by others because it is deemed to be the norm. effortlessly done. beautifully carved into the minds of the people who you want to believe in you.
then all of a sudden a black hole sucks you in and everything is blur, then you forget the only reason you had, holding on only to the certainty of your senses of which are memories that you took for-granted.
time and time again we lie to ourselves by abusing the subjectivity of our memory to suit our unforgiving actions.