When I truly love something I always find the need to hold on to it. Embrace it. Help it cultivate. Whether it's knowledge, art, or human, I find that I become overly passionate about it no matter how simple or complex it is. It feels like its my seed to help grow. Not fix, grow. I want whatever it is to bloom into its potential. It's interesting really. To see something that I've always known about myself, but never took the time to really allow it to be free because I was scared for it to be seen and ashamed. But why should I have been? When passion, as deep as I have it is really a beautiful thing. It's true that for something/people it's too big. And that's okay. Deep passion isn't meant to be for a lot of things, but I'm no longer ashamed that I am passionate about those people and things. Its okay, that how deep my passion runs is not always understood or handled properly. My passion is mine, to give, to hold, and to have. I feel deeply and because of it I nurture things wholeheartedly. I care. I like that about me. Passion is what makes me, me. It is my truth.