They say love is blind, but i don't think that is all
Love is blind
Deaf
Mute
A stalker in the night
A ghost in an attic
But
Love hides
Because love is also a scared child cowering with her younger sisters in a dark room while they hear the screams and crashes of love.
Love is vulnerable
Because love is also hearing her mothers voice as it grows cold and bitter at the pain and absence of it.
Love is weakness
Because love is also the ache of a blade or hot iron pressed blissfully against her skin
Love is selfish
Because love is also her validation from strangers who can never fill the void in her soul
Love is pain
Because love is also the shattering of her soul everytime she sees the disappointment in his eyes
Love is...
Well love is in everything
Love is in pain, loss, infidelity, vulnerability, cowardice, and in her.
But she is terrified.
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Thought Collection
RandomLife is full of hardship, whether it be of your own making or it happening to you, we all go through it. I guess this is just me, going through it. Hope this helps at least one person.
