Love is always misunderstood.
It is a living, breathing, feeding creature with little sympathy for those who feel it.
Love can and will hurt, especially when squeezed so tight it cannot breathe.
No air, no life, no love… It’s all pretty simple to understand.
Love will tear you to shreds to survive just one more day.
It just is, it is unavoidable in all its forms.
Love doesn’t need to engulf, but it will.
All it takes is a glance, a smile, then it will not let go until you are dead.
Time will pass but pause at every eleven, to remind you it is still there.
Lover or friend, the only difference is chemicals.