Pain is the price of love.
We agree to pay it every time we open our hearts.
Every hello comes with the understanding that one day there will be a goodbye.
Every first kiss comes with the certainty that there will one day be a last.
Every breath we take is a reminder that our lives will come to an end , our hearts will soon stop beating and feeling the love we risked to feel.
The love for family, friends, lovers it all comes with risks. Risks that scare me, that scare all of us.
Family can be the most twisted , most distorted thing, with a single word they can easily make the tears we hold inside show and yet they can be the most valuable , most cherished type of love we have. Friends are the ones that come and go , they laugh with you , give advise , you can tell them anything but this love can be the most stressful, dishonest type of love. Lovers are similar to friends... but when this type of love ends it kills a part of you inside. You spend so much time with them, give your all to them with such rejoice in each word, in each touch, the simplest things can just give you butterflies until it's taken away and all you have is an emptiness , a hollow space inside you that used to be for those feelings of nervousness and excitement.
And yet even though we know all love will one day end in heartache, even though we know that price ,we pay it. We pay it with a smile because love of all kind is still love we want to feel, we want to have. So all the pain , sacrifice, struggle... isn't too much.
We'll pay it again and again and again. We pay it because it makes life worth living, worth the effort. We pay it because love is always worth the price.
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Poems?Short Writings?
PoetrySome of my personal feeling and thoughts. I have no idea what to describe all of this as. But I like to write. I will be writing more just little by little about different things. (But it seems like I only seem to write about one thing...) Relatabl...
