Listen to me,
Never give up on love.
Even if you break down to a point where
you can hear the cracks in your bones
yearning for the sunshine because they've been in the dark too long.
Even if you break down to a point where
your can hear your lungs gasping for breath and all they wanna do is take a walk in the ocean.
Even if you break down to a point where your poems only speak the language of pain because they've been taken away from the moon.
I want you to keep
your hand on your heart
and repeat
there's always love
there's always love
there's always love
until you give up on the idea
that you can give up on love.