People have become confused about love.
Love is not linear.
There are no restraints of time.
Love echoes back and forth infinitely.
It is without walls, time or conjecture.
People have become confused about love.
Love is not linear.
There are no restraints of time.
Love echoes back and forth infinitely.
It is without walls, time or conjecture.
All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.