I'm struggling to keep my emotions in check.
Am constantly reminding myself that not to do so this week would be folly.
My mind shall not be my own this week.
But it shall be that of a man, who is not me.
And still I cannot help but wonder, will I still be me after all is said and done?
To my heart I say, wait for me. I shall be back for you.
To my love I say, wait for me, I shall return to you.
And to my sanity I say, wait for me, but I shan't catch up to you.