Love is pure, love is painful, love is sweet and love is dreadful. True love is overwhelming. Our lives depend on it and it often seems like our planet would stop spinning if love didn’t exist. Love is something we strive for and something we mourn the loss of.
The demons are back.
It’s been some time since I’ve seen them,
So I greeted them,
Not as enemies
But as something else.
They were the only ones there for me when I needed them.
They made the pain go away
They brought the darkness,
But had also brought forth a new view upon it.
I didn’t greet them as enemies,
But as old friends. -AC