It's true with one silent stare of deep dark eyes, 
He looks back, just to make sure she's real
He knows with one touch of her hand on his
Accidental
He allowed himself to feel something again
Captivation
Curiosity

Strange how we let simple emotions govern our life.
Major decisions; decided on the precipice of love or hate.
Pain or desire. 
or both.
Life fueled by the highs and the lows.

Manic.

He must love himself a good amount. He feels like he's always on the search for someone to love him again. 
Subconsciously.
"Who isn't looking for love?" he ponders
"And when they aren't, what are they searching for?"
"Can i know the secret?"