What do you do?

What do you do when all you can think about is chasing after the person who has meant more to you than you thought was possible? What do you do when you have this deep it-will-move-your-body-on-its-own feeling that you would do anything to be with that person because you know, you just know but cannot explain, that there is something more there, something special there that cannot be rationalized? What do you do when you feel that a beautiful series of events brought you together and a cruel, cruel twist of fate tore you apart unwarranted? What do you do when you truly feel that twist was not supposed to be the end, but supposed to be the beginning of something stronger, to open the eyes of those involved, not to the ruts and pot holes in the road on which they had already journeyed - those were strongly felt along the way - but to the flat tire that amplified those ruts and pot holes and deceived the passengers into thinking the road ahead would always be that rough, when in reality once the tire is changed, becomes drastically smoother; a twist meant to prepare them for a smoother ride on the long road ahead? "Part Two" if you would, except that the latter half is supposed to be much, much longer than the first.

What do you do if these feelings are so strong and so clear that no matter what you put your mind to, it always comes back to this: what will I do?