AnotherBrokenDoll Posted July 2, 2011 Share Posted July 2, 2011 I used to be a fool, Thought guarding my soul, With naught but a single row of thorns, The only way to live. I would waste away days, months, years, Convincing myself that love, It did not exist. That only those weak at heart, Proclaimed sharing their lives, The only way to know happiness. I believed myself strongest alone, independent, self assured. I believed myself to need not others, For to rely on another human being, Is nothing more or less of an action, Of those with a fragile heart. My heart, i believed it beat simply for myself, Now however i realise, The only fools, are those who believe, That love does not exist. Even in your darkest moments, Where anger, disloyalty, frustration, saddness, tears, depression, Become your tragic story. I dare you, Take a look around you, Just for a moment.. You will see, Love? It is everywhere. Those who surround you, They love you. Even if they use not their words, Even if they use not their actions, Even if they use not their thoughts, They love you. I love you. Listen to these words, Believe all that i say, To you, i would not mutter a lonesome lie. I love you. Link to comment
JayD80 Posted September 4, 2011 Share Posted September 4, 2011 Oh my god that was so lovely Link to comment
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