when does a thrill end?

Does a lesson ever get learned? Or does the thrill outweigh the consequence, incessantly.

They say to put your energy into those who are constant. Those who are safe. And what they say is true because it generates a greater risk of having a healthy love. But do those people realize that these qualities come with a fault? They lack a feeling. They lack passion and excitement.

It is the risk versus the reward.

When it all ends, it’ll come crashing down and the memory will be forced to be tainted. That seems inevitable, but when does it end? 

– this is me rambling while procrastinating at college library