Without love we will surely die
Becaus eof love we will surely die but continue to breathe
We continue to chase after love like crazed, blind addicts, leaving a trail of our blood as we run.
The most wonderful and beautiful of all emotions and the most terrible and murderous of all emotions.
We know this well, but our hearts refuse to tell that tale.
No matter the wounds we sustain we continue to follow love in all her ways
Suffering small deaths of the soul our whole life long, listening to the song of love and living through its eternal war.
Love is the most succesful serial killer there could ever be, and we embrace it along with the wepon it hides, as i smiles, and gazes deep into our eyes.
We must have it, we will have it and lose it and gain it nce again.
Endless struggle, endless game, we are only too willing to endure the play~