Love starts out as an instant attraction.
A small inking of knowing that person before.
Love is the merging of bodies and hearts and souls.
When you feel that inexplicable desire. To touch his face to caress her shoulder.
To give life where there was none before.
Love is unexplainable and unshakable. To ask a person to stop loving is like asking them to stop breathing in order to live or to stop shivering when they are cold.
Love cannot be planned. Love can not be set up. Love is not always desirable. And it often hits us like a tornado. It whips and screeches and smacks us upside our heads and our hearts.
Love is perfect and beautiful and you should be able to surround yourself with it at all times.
You should be able to cover yourself in it. Fall asleep next to it and feel it's warmth upon your very cheek.
If you try to sever that love. I have found, it stretches and stretches and never breaks. It becomes stubborn and more tormentative the further away you pull yourself from it.
It should be on your mind as you awake and on your lips as you fall asleep.
And so you should reach out and you should pull it to your body. You should open yourself and impregnate yourself with it. And You should glow because of it.
