My Beating Heart ~BoyxBoy~

Love. It's such a beautiful thing. Love... is precious.

Isn't it?

Pain, regret, suffering. Taking away the light in the brightest of days. Hitting the bruise it created over and over again. Letting the tears that hold anything but happiness, fall on cold hands. Breathing heavy words that command more than willing. Leaving a breaking... being, to fend for itself.

That's not love.

Right?