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A String of Love
Love is a hard thing to explain.
It’s like a symbol of language which sticks to the brain.
It’s the butterflies you feel as you stand in the rain.
It’s the warmth of a person given by their name.
It’s the rush of danger that spits out adrenaline.
Love is like the natural heartbroken medicine.
It’s what makes us dare, and what makes us do; it what makes up everything:
Me and you.
It’s what binds us together, united as one.
It’s what tears us apart and breaks our bond.
It’s the tears that you cry and the nights all alone.
It’s the chilling sensation you feel in your bone.
Love is like the most beautiful dance on a rainy night.
But when the dance is stopped, it all comes to a fight.
Love is what drives us, and it drives us to find.
What were capable of, you and I.
It’s present all around us, from birth to death.
It’s in every being, lonely and left.
It’s what makes us feel sorrow, makes us feel pain.
It’s what makes us happy, what makes our lives so plain.
Without love you’re broken, you’re never going to be fine.
You can live without love, but not all of your time.
So do not worry, trust that love will find its way,
and do its job and hopefully stay.
It’s like a symbol of language which sticks to the brain.
It’s the butterflies you feel as you stand in the rain.
It’s the warmth of a person given by their name.
It’s the rush of danger that spits out adrenaline.
Love is like the natural heartbroken medicine.
It’s what makes us dare, and what makes us do; it what makes up everything:
Me and you.
It’s what binds us together, united as one.
It’s what tears us apart and breaks our bond.
It’s the tears that you cry and the nights all alone.
It’s the chilling sensation you feel in your bone.
Love is like the most beautiful dance on a rainy night.
But when the dance is stopped, it all comes to a fight.
Love is what drives us, and it drives us to find.
What were capable of, you and I.
It’s present all around us, from birth to death.
It’s in every being, lonely and left.
It’s what makes us feel sorrow, makes us feel pain.
It’s what makes us happy, what makes our lives so plain.
Without love you’re broken, you’re never going to be fine.
You can live without love, but not all of your time.
So do not worry, trust that love will find its way,
and do its job and hopefully stay.
Published 10th Aug 2015
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10th Aug 2015 10:29pm
This is so beautiful to my heart that it makes it feel intense & heavy. Can
hardly swallow..
hardly swallow..
11th Aug 2015 9:32am
I'm happy its emotional strong. I'm going through a breakup, so I'm trying to get all of these feelings and thoughts down into words. I'm glad you liked it!
