Prologue
Prologue
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Send me off on the morning breeze so far away from here
feel me rise in the strength I've found inside the warm embracing air
I'm moving slow
Like a glacier melting
Watch me dissipate
I searched for love in an empty world
But all I found was hate
Worth Dying For-Rise Against
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Love.
Four simple letters.
One simple word.
Such a huge meaning.
Love is a word that expresses ones undying affection for someone else that they hold dear. It expresses a need to feel, hold, smell, taste, and lose yourself in the one you love. We live for the feeling of such undying bliss, and for those of us who are in love that person's essence is our drug; passion is what keeps us going.
In the heat of our bliss we lose all sense of what's around us and all we can manage to focus on is the person in front of us, the only person that matters, especially then.
People write about love so often but it is impossible to describe in words the intense feeling of love, the intense feeling of being in love with, in you definition, the most perfect person in the world. And when you lose that person your whole world falls apart because that's when you realize that one person is all you needed, all you'll ever need. To lose that person is like having your heart ripped from your chest then left on the floor with you still alive until you bleed to death.
But nothing could be as gut-wrenching then to have your dearly beloved mad at you. The pure agony of not being able to look in your lovers eyes without receiving a piercing glare, could most definitely kill you.
Love is a hard and agonizing thing but you suffer through it for that one person you love.
