"Love is my driving force, my inspiration.
Love is something sweet. It's the wax on Icarus' wings, the warmth the sun brings. Love is a beautiful thing
But love can be cruel.
It is the edge of a sharp blade. A cut that stings, a wound that always bleeds.
It bares your soul, puts your heart on display for all to see.
Love is a sea, shining and vast, but crushing if you dive too deep.
But somehow, I wouldn't mind drowning in you.
Burn my lungs and steal my breath, even harder my heart still beats. I'd rather sink to the ocean floor than sit idly on the shore.
Love can kill me and I will call it a happy death.
Because this love is a gift, this love means I am alive and I feel, this love is real.
Love is the sunlight illuminating the leaves in the trees, love is the light of the star at night. Love is the flicker of a flame, love is the way you say my name. Love lays in the eyes of people; friend, lover, sister and brother.
Love is my inspiration, my driving force. And what a messy and wonderful it is, love is my muse."
