Infatuations,
they don't last,
fleeting excitements,
a momentary spark,
when feelings exchanged,
of dreams vast,
and realities arrives,
like cold bath,
Sometimes refreshing,
or shock our sense,
washing our plans,
of envisioned life...
Infatuation,
desires amassed,
gets rude awakening,
when questions asked,
of having fantasies,
but lacking the depth,
making deliberations,
on stark contrasts,
strengthening convictions,
or stepping back,
depending on feasibility,
or personal preferences.
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