I'm back at it again, people. This time, I'll try something a bit more deep, or meaningful.
Tell me what you think, I would appreciate it.
What he drank did not fill his spirits as much as the lonely soul.
He first fell in love with boy that knew nothing about him.
Her heart belonged a female despite the circumstances.
Two people came together during war, had a child, and one passed on.
He loved a woman despite her lost voice.
His heart was stolen by a quick-tongued thief.
She fell for a simple boy, when her own life was complicated.
But what makes these pairings so beautiful?
If there is one thing that doesn't make a mistake, it's the heart. A perfectly flawed organ that makes the real decisions.
The brain is for common sense. That's why nobody thinks. That's why love, a powerful, unexplainable force isn't understandable.
Does it make sense to you?
Probably not. It's truly a mystery, that strange term called love. All they could've done was follow the heart.
But happy endings are scarce, since truth is, well, ugly and dangerous.
Maybe that's why Love is compared to Death.
But fortunately, that's only one of four kinds.