I hold so much love in my heart.
For everyone and everything.
Even the people who have hurt me and shoved me further when I'm already down.
My love is an ever expanding thing, blanketing over all things.
Despite my unconditional love, the world shoves back.
It stomps on my love, and wrinkles it.
It dims the light but never extinguishes it.
In attempting to suffocate my love, the world is killing itself.
Love is so essential to our everyday lives.
If love is gone, so is all else.
Love is so often underestimated.
My love is an everlasting, warming presence.
No amount of hatred, or anger will quench it.
