We know it may be bad yet we take a bite, we tell ourselves we shouldn't, we give ourselves 101 reasons, we let time pass hoping it'll slowly go away instead it builds up more and more until nothing can impede this sentiment, the ice will break sooner or later and the feeling may dissipate or it may intensify.

One tells himself that the time has come to confront another about his feelings admitting that regardless of what the other's reaction is, at least it's out there and no longer trapped inside a troubled mind. Secretly, however, the one doing the confronting hopes that the other's reaction is the same as his which is what fuels that courage to break the ice.

Filled with regret, knowing that having these feelings makes you as guilty almost as acting upon them, but you don't care because you like the feeling and rush it gives you, a certain feeling you can't shake and nor do you want to. The obvious, but almost not at all, evident and apparent indication that the other feels the same exact way, makes it that much more difficult to rid your mind of it because deep down you want something to happen, you don't want to think about the consequences since you know they won't be pleasant at least not in the beginning and perhaps they will for you but not for someone else, or maybe you're scared that if you take that bite, you may like it too much and then what - can you afford to buy the apple? What if you take the bite and you like it but not enough to take more bites and buy the apple yet you know you will still have to pay for it. You may look back and realize that the pear you had in your hand, that you threw away in the blink of an eye because you believed the apple is better tasting, is now in another's hand and you've lost it...forever.

You still wonder, and you weigh all the different variables but you don't care and go for the apple anyway while still holding on to the pear hoping for the best outcome.

The mind and the heart are two dangerous enemies to our vulnerable souls.