Love is when someone stays,
even when you’re a fatal bomb going off right in front of them
and all they want to do is hug you.
Take love like soil into your hands,
You never know where the particles are going to land.
You better dive in deep, let it shape you,
let it rip you apart until you can’t breathe,
That’s being alive my friend.
© Moonlightladybug 2019