Love is present through everything. It never pauses. It never stops. It’s always there. Like a fucking mad hammer greeting you with grace from the most fascinating dream you thought that would never come true. It’s there. It doesn’t leave you. Like the tick of a clock, reminding you that you are no longer in control of what you once had a complete grasp on. Love cripples you in the most innocent way possible. It eats you from the inside. Complete state of hopelessness in what once used to be simple bliss.
-Anonymous