Someone once told me that people will do anything for love & I had a hard time believing that because there’s Love everywhere. In the sunlight & air & trees & rocks. In the way words attach themselves to the things we do & see. In the heartbeat (beat beat beat) of the world.
They told me that didn’t count. Love only counts if you get it from other people, they said.
I looked around & all I could see were people wanting love, but not wanting to give it because it might hurt. Or because someone might say Go away. Take your Love & go someplace else where people actually want it (which is silly, because that’s everywhere)
It still makes me wonder if the only reason people will do anything for Love is because they think there’s only a little bit
& not the whole world.
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