Sunday, August 18, 2013
I say this to you, if your heart doesn't want to burn a hole through your chest then it definitely aint' love.
To follow love is to follow pain, to follow sorrow and embrace the frozen heartache as your fiery heart melts it all away resisting its liquid form and not allowing itself to be put out. This my dear, is love. Love knows no pain because we are the temples built to consume it. Love is simply the energizing force that passes through us leaving just enough inside so that our spirits follow steadily, unmoved right behind. True love only fears not being felt. True Love cannot be moved.