What if I'm right.. and the strange things I do (that seem so "cruel" to you) are the only way that you can finally become able to truly see? What if what you once felt to be cruel entended up being the most loving thing you've ever experienced? I'm not downplaying what I've done or trying to minimize it or justify my actions in any way at all.. I am just trying to tell you that the original damage went into you with severity and it's own form of selfish violence.
Breaking that severity can never be a very pretty thing.
What if my love for you, and the strange way that I do it is the only thing that would have ever worked
to help you to finally have a chance?
I am broken too.. and the only way I can truly enter into your brokenness
is when your brokenness
b re a k s
against mine.
Love breaks the chains Love aches for everyone of us
Love takes the tears and pain And it turns it into the Beauty that remains https://youtu.be/FunXk-alxj0?si=Uivbqk0OgdOXJ6NA