Wishful Love

Love.
It is hope
It is despair.

It is happiness
It is sadness.

It is the beginning
and also the end.

It sheds light
but also succumbs to darkness.

It forgives
but never forget.

It is a never ending road
with winding and unknown paths.

It scares you
but excites you the same.

Gives you the feeling so indescribable,
a happiness so unique.

And so you bravely risk walking through it
hoping for the best,
unconditional
and lasting
LOVE...


*midnight thoughts*

A Perfect Love

Perfect Love.

There is but
        also there isn't.
It is seen
        not with eyes.
It is felt
        not through skin.
It is there
        sometimes...then it isn't.

It is so clear
        yet blinding.
It strengthens
        but cripples.
It is like a morning fog
        you can't see through it.
It is the union of two souls
        and not a decision of one.


*midnight thoughts*

LOVE

Love. 
It is not decided nor planned. 
It comes and it goes. 
It swept you off your feet, Yes. 
So be careful for you might hit your head. 
And the only organ running in your body is your heart. 
Where all the pain resides. 
Until it crashes all your hopes and you're like a living dead body. 
Walking without thoughts. 
Living without emotions.


*midnight thoughts*