Losing a lover feels like losing your heart,
Except losing a lover only tears it apart.
And all that is left is brittle yet beating,
Despite that it relentlessly insists on bleeding.
But I’d carry that broken heart into war,
The war is love, it’s what I came here for.
For my God is love, and he’ll never leave,
And my real lover’s out there, I just need to believe.
accomplishment: making a cat sound at a cat and the cat makes a cat sound back
Millions of people are suffering: they want to be loved but they don’t know how to love. And love cannot exist as a monologue; it is a dialogue, a very harmonious one.
have a wonderful day : )