I love. And that is all I do
Passionately I press all of my love into everything that I do.Forcing my giant love into small spaces where I know it will not fit.But even so, I love.And as the love I have pushed and forced into those holes seeps out onto the floor, as if it were nothing but water, I bleed.That's my love that you rejected, my love that you neglected and failed to realize even existedAnd now my eyes have misted because I forced my love into places that it did not belong or should never have dwelled.Because I failed to preserve the love onto which I should've heldTightBut I figured that I just might get a little love back this time.But instead, I bled.