I have known love.
the real kind and the best kind and the kind that lasts. I realize just now, today, in this moment that i still haven't shaken it. i realize that maybe i never will. everyone else is a shadow of you. a recreation of what was. and it is done.
it's done.
that hurts
the postscript
King Solomon said that "Love is as Strong as Death is. It's insistence on exclusive devotion as unyielding as Sheol itself." this is a fact. like death, real love refuses to be denied existence. like energy it is neither lost nor gained. just distributed and redistributed. when called it comes to help to heal to soften. love is never done.
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