If you travel all this way and you forget who you are, then whats the point?  You can lose yourself in this game easily. The hate and hurt can mount up and destroy everything you have worked for and everything you dream of. There’s no explaining these things, but in my stomach this morning I can feel the yearning for a love so deep that I can physically feel it. I remember the times where it made itself known, and how deep I would feel it. It’s like there was this bottomless pit and you could feel it sinking in like a cannonball rolling down a tube. There’s something about that moment when you look at someone you love, and I mean romantically love,…