Love is something absolutely beautiful. Yes, it may tear me apart and make me vulnerable as hell but it also is one of the only things in life worth living for. Love allowed me to find someone who accepted me for my differences and embraced me for who I was. Someone to hold my hand when my world was falling apart and tell me “everything is going to be alright.” Yes, love killed me when I got left behind or forgotten, but I have to remember the times it ignited our hearts with fiery flames and allowed us to burn together.
