Love
A beautiful and selfless thing where you are willing to do anything for the other person.
Love is where you would rather have their lips against yours over three meals a day.
Love is where you would walk through a blizzard just to see their smile again.
Love is where you would rather cut yourself with a blade than never see them again.
But like I said before love is not selfish, if you truly love someone you would want them to be happy even at your own expense.
Even if it meant walking a mile barefoot on broken shards of glass.
Even if it mend swallowing needles.
Even if it meant being skinned alive and having salt dumped over you right after.
Even if it meant having your limbs chopped of with a blunt axe.
Even if it meant being tortured to death.
Even if it meant them hating you.
Because you would die for a person you loved.
Love is where you would rather have their lips against yours over three meals a day.
Love is where you would walk through a blizzard just to see their smile again.
Love is where you would rather cut yourself with a blade than never see them again.
But like I said before love is not selfish, if you truly love someone you would want them to be happy even at your own expense.
Even if it meant walking a mile barefoot on broken shards of glass.
Even if it mend swallowing needles.
Even if it meant being skinned alive and having salt dumped over you right after.
Even if it meant having your limbs chopped of with a blunt axe.
Even if it meant being tortured to death.
Even if it meant them hating you.
Because you would die for a person you loved.
I loved him, but I knew I was only a burden keeping him from living his best life. So I left, because he didn’t want me, he wanted me to leave, it made him happy to have me out of his life. So I left his life, so he could be happy even though it was killing me.
Love by Purple11star December 22, 2022