For The Lovers
For the lovers
Every decision
I ever made
was for the sake of love —
love of something,
love of someone,
love of somewhere.
If you were to ask me
what love was,
I couldn’t tell you.
It’s simply
the why
of it all —
why we exist,
why we keep going,
why even the calloused heart
screams for its presence.
Love life.
Love death.
Love something,
love someone,
love nothing —
love it all.
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