People say love is a house that you walk in to when you are lost, but love is more like the choppy sea you sail on with the person you love being the lighthouse that could lead you into the rocks, but trust them to lead you to the shore.

Sadly my love pushed me into the rocks and left me lying on the beach to starve, picked me up to rock me to sleep, forced rocks down my throat to then throw me into the waves to watch me drown.