Love

love is the most violent act only real if it hurts a bridge, hard to cross but a craving to do it anyway with a heavy heart and a lost soul you venture into a romanticized version of what you were told love was soon to realize it's not always pure or abundantly happy but it is worth it every tear mark on a new hoodie every hole in the wall after last nights argument love really is a violent act but we weren't put here to be afraid we're here to learn whether it be a lesson or a new opportunity we are here.