Him


You know something about love?
No not just something. Do you know the truth about it?
Do you know the lies?
The terror
The pain
Love is a conspicuous concept.
It is created by nothing.
It is every single emotion you have
Pain
Fear
Anger
It is everything you never wanted.
But it is everything you ever needed.
He isn't a joke.
He can make you feel dead without dying.
Pain without being stabbed.
He can make you regret everything you have ever done.
He knows how to poison the innocent
How to break the broken
How to cure the incurable,
How to start from an ending,
And how to win from last place,
You see when our hearts are truly broken. When we have no more room for any repairs
We lose all feeling
We know nothing.
Care about nothing
We be

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The true intentions of the one we call love