love
what a stupid word.
we take that word for granted.
we treat it like shit. and all for what?
for that boy? for that bestie? for that religion?
who the hell are we to treat love like that?
love sneaks into our lives and then when it pops out at us we get scared and practically punch love in the gut..
love isn't a piece of shit.
but why does it make me feel like one?
