loving can hurt.
it can leave you feeling empty.
it can leave scars sullenly struggling to heal.
loving can heal.
it can heal past misunderstandings and make you wanna cry one thousand times.
the cries can leave you sad for a moment but contain a goodness in them to make the next cry less hurtful.
loving can and it will.
the major minorities that just don't matter when one is in love.
the beauty of it all. just to be able to enrich ourselves in the romantics of it all. the sun, the early mornings, the lipstick kissed pages, the dreams, the eyes, the ink, the smiles, the tapes of live music, the sheer satisfaction.
