What is love?
Love is alluring, it's beautiful, it's daunting, it's the dawn of a new hope, it's faith in the faithless
It's an addiction to the addicts, who adulate this form of feeling, wanting, hoping, wishing for things they cannot have.
Love is a nightmare, it's relentless, possessive, poisonous, willing to rip you to shreds and bits and pieces.
Love is dangerous, it can make you commit the most pathetic and chaotic sin, the sin of murder.
People like me have their hands caked with blood, lusting to feel the ichor and vainglory surge through my veins.
It's quite painful, really, but what can I say?
Love does all.
