I love too hard,
How the oceans love the sand, and slowly devours it.
I fall too quick,
How a shooting star falls from the sky and you only get a glimpse.
I give my all,
How the sun gives to the earth, giving life to everything.
I was born to love,
How the moon loves the night time sky.
A curse and a blessing.
Not all possess infinite love, especially after their soul has been crushed.
And yet here I am, still loving.
Loving you, silently.