LOVE is the sound that you hear in the morning when your mom wakes you up it's the chiming bells that whisper in the brittle air and tells you to keep speaking up even when the crowd has gone silent LOVE is the breath you make that contributes to the air around al of us it's the diminishing form of life that gets weaker year after year, but is more pure to hear only because it's yours LOVE is the push on your back that tells you to fall forward into the darkness that lies ahead it's the mystery of life that makes each and every one of us claw our way back in to this hell-hole of a world
go to a quiet room or place close your eyes now try to listen for something hear that? that subtle beating from your chest? if you dont think you have any reasons to live, there's one. that heart was gently and specifically made and crafted for you to live and be your own person. it doesn't care about what other people are saying. it beats through all the aches and pain just so you can hold on. if you didn't have a purpose on this world, then it would've stopped beating for you the first obstacle it faced. it is a strong muscle that can speed up and slow down but never stop. just like every single one of us. the only thing that might be keeping you from pounding forward and releasing the past is you. you are a strong beating muscle, you are a reason.