"I'm afraid to lose you"
But isn't that what love is?
Isn't love standing on the edge of a canyon, overlooking the beauty that is below?
Running the length of a battlefield, amidst the bullets whirling, and the cannon fire, knowing you could at any moment lose everything?
Isn't love ultimately driving the edge of loss to the edge?
Playing with fire? Juggling knives? Self operated open heart surgery?
Isn't that what makes love so special?
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 4:45 AM UTC
"I'm afraid to lose you"
But isn't that what love is?
Isn't love standing on the edge of a canyon, overlooking the beauty that is below?
Running the length of a battlefield, amidst the bullets whirling, and the cannon fire, knowing you could at any moment lose everything?
Isn't love ultimately driving the edge of loss to the edge?
Playing with fire? Juggling knives? Self operated open heart surgery?
Isn't that what makes love so special?
I've gotten so sick of hearing these words by people I want to start something special with.
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