Tearless

the Art of Love, is Compromise. Being able to love unconditionally is having the courage of a front line... knowing any minute you could die but keeping the faith that you'll live to see another day. Love isn't a choice, we don't choose to love, we just do and the majority of times it's without realization. We have a choice to like or not like someone but love comes naturally, force isn't applied. When its present, staring you dead in the eye and living, breathing, yearning for more... how could you pass up or overlook something as rare as MY love? Then again I shouldn't have to make you see the light, and it was the light which two exceptional moths created together that kept us entwined. Still you're vision is impaired and you're mind is partially fogged. And my days are 'okay' when I don't hear from you. They aren't great but I'm growing accustom to this silence and space which now divides us. And the days when your name lights up my phone and I am refilled with mixed emotions. I'm contemplating my next step... tearless.