Wednesday, November 26, 2014

The Heart Ends Its Own Pain

Anyone made of pure love would live forever. But you are taught to hate. And hate is what kills you. It kills you because love made you. It kills you with lines on your face and hurt in your heart. It makes you old and it makes you dead.

It's so simple to live long. Love makes babies but hate kills us all.


Ashley Nichole said...

I loved every part of this prose besides the last line. Love doesn't always make babies and people can chose not to have babies by using birth control, which does not affect a love a person has for one another.

Anonymous said...

I thought the same thing Ashley Nichole.