Love Is What Keeps Us Here

The world will one day crumble...

but right now we have to take a breath of the air and open our hearts to whom knows the greatness of existence and will know who you are as if they slipped on your shoes. 

People will hate, but only because they are jealous of your success. People will spit at your feet, but only they can't respond right when their conscious grasp a pitchfork instead of a halo. People will throw fits, let them. It is only because they don't know how to build a kingdom of a life and rule it. 

But we don't worry about them. When you strut down the street, you grasp THEIR hand. Not pending for someone's approval. You don't burn the calories worrying about opinion. No. You use them worrying about the one you cherish every second of your existence. The one who ties your stomach into knots and lets butterflies roam freely inside you. The one who treats you like royalty because that's how they see you. They never expect anything in return, yet you long for them to smile.

They love things for their raw roots, Not the caked on mask that hides the truth. They love the world, but only because you are there, making it worth the rapid beat of your heart.