Hearsay, the more you forgive, the more they will love you. But every time you forgive them, you fall in love with them less and less. And the time they love you more than any other is very much the moment you decide to love them the least.
Age, the weights of time waiting, Heavier than air pressing reality to the gates, Time brings the unnatural, disease of diseases. When there are few easing of eases.
Love- I never felt safe until I met your arms and chest. In that sacred place, I knew that I was finally home. Could lie my head in peace and weep for all the pain I've known.
It doesn't matter what I do I was made to worship you Kiss the ground that's held your feet Fight for you, never retreat Hold you up when you are down Give you breath before you drown But I am not perfect I can't do it all No matter what I do You make me feel small