We Are Nothing
The thing that I can't live without
is Love.
It may sound cliche, like
a penny saved
or and apple a day.
But it's so much more than that.
Love is
what keeps your heart beating when you want it to stop
what helps you breath when the world is stuffing its fist down your thought
what makes you feel safe in a minefield
what makes you want to run before you can stand.
Love isn't just
red roses and
cheap chocolate and
pathecially recited poems.
It's helping your dad cook dinner so that you can remember him when he's gone.
It's taking tea and taking movies to your friend when their sick even when they told you not to.
It's staying up for hours and hours with your sister, until she's fallen asleep
because she had a panic attack and you can't leave her without making sure that she's okay.
It's staying with your mom, even though you can't stand her, that you don't like her-
but that doesn't mean you don't love her.
Love is what makes people who we are.
We have the Taj Mahal and
Shakespeare's Sonnets and
Joy.
Without love,
We Are Nothing.
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