No-
love can be soft, like they said it can be. It can be sweet, and kind. It can be things we don't have words to describe it with.
But-
It can be disastrous too. It can be like a tornado. It can come through and rip you to shreds. It'll leave marks on every part of you. It'll wound the most important parts of you, your heart, and your soul.
But wounds to the heart and soul make you who you are. Even internal wounds can be beautiful. We as humans have to understand that.
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