Poetry (words)


Cynics will have you believe that love only exists for the foolish and that walls created to keep it at bay can somehow conquer this beautiful leviathan of emotions. 

I refuse to be that cynic. If it fails it’s because it wasn’t meant to be. Love remains something incredible and I continue to cherish every breathtaking second. 


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