We sleep
So our darkest thoughts
Can be passed off
As nightmares

'           '           '       '       I  '        '          '         '    '
     '          '             love the rain.     '           '   '
'       '       It hides tears that trickle'     '
  '     down round cheeks that should be  '
'  smiling. Rain spilling out of an endless downpour.I look up to the vastness in awe
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                                     ^          
                ­                      ^
                                   eyes
                                 closed
                                   shut
                                  hands
                                   open
                                   wide
                                  Wash
                                  away
                                 what I
                                cannot
                                conceal
                                    so I
                                   may
                                   pour
                                 myself
                                    out
                                  like a
                                   rain          
                                       s
                             r          h
                               e      o
            ­                       w

think for a moment
about how small you are
about how short you live
and how the sky isn’t upwards
but all encompassing      

think for a moment
about how vast nothingness is
about how little we know
and how if the universe is infinite
we will never explore a single percent of it

not one

Love is something that can not be explained

But when things go wrong, love is blamed

When your soul hurts deep down inside

Take it out on love so you can hide



You can love a religion with a passion

You can love the clothes that are in fashion

You can love a thing, no one else can see

You can love the place where you want to be



So this is the question of love that I ask

I wonder if love is a face wearing a mask

Because you never get to see the real beauty

As love continues to play in its' duty



Love is the granting of a wish

Love is giving in to sweet bliss

Love is something you want to hold

Love is just as precious as gold



So what is love, could you tell me?

It seems to be everywhere, seems to be plenty

But it can hurt you, it can make you feel

Showing the question of love is always real