Remind me why I open doors with bricks behind them.

Life has a funny way of reminding you that sometimes you're just out of control. You have no control over who you fall in love with. But, you have a choice on whether you pursue that love. Or so at times I think it's a choice. Other times there's a pull, a magnetism bringing you to it regardless of the direction you're headed or were heading. Am I contradicting myself or having a moment of realization. Hmm.