Love demands my life. Love demands my soul, my all. Love is the only shocking act, the only surprisingly new feeling in the universe. True love changes who you are. Love is change.
Reaction equals change.
Love makes you sob in awe and wonder. Love makes you laugh with joy and pleasure.
Shape.
Love clothes me. Love purifies me, for it is the opposite of apathy. If love flavors my life then others will smell its sweet breath on my lips.
Big, wet, trusting eyes.
I stretch out my hand in the darkness as Evil wheezes its foulness upon my fingers. Though tears of fear stream down my cheeks and my body is rigid with concealed trembling and the knowledge of evilness impedes the liklihood of rescue, You grab my hand.
Here. The trust that overcomes the willingness to be consumed by the inevitable.
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