Memories of the pain and the pleasure

Time distorted. 

Sadness prolonging,

Happiness depleting,

And yet both the same. 

5 minutes of one, 

Feels like seconds of the other, 

I live for the moments, the highs and the lows.

Living off the memories of pain and pleasure. Like an impression in the snow. 

A choice waiting to be made. Which direction do I go. 

Which is better?

Which do I want?

Pain or pleasure, 

Want or taunt.