Life Love
How bad must it hurt...for the love to go away?
How much can one endure...to maintain the strength to stay?
Why is love such a thing that we need, yet we so often fail to provide?
The failure at provision is more about our insecurities, and the baggage we carry inside.
Hurt from fear being hurt...
Cause pain with our fear of feeling pain.
Never feel the warmth of the sun, because we never stop hiding from the rain.
Yet again...we are human.
For every desire there is a doubt.
For every dream there is a nightmare.
The imperfections of life is a microcosm of what love is about.
So we take the good with the bad, hoping it all comes from and ends up in a place.
So that maybe one day we all peep through the rain to let a little sun shine forever on our face..
