To gain, withstand, comprehend. That which seems so simple. Love.
One small word, prideful in holding such a power over us.
To such a point that some choose not to admit it. They never give in.
Only true desire will forsake the ways of their own to take on Love.
To make this sacrifice, hoping that such is granted in turn.
One hopes that the love chosen is worthy of this gift.
To be received, understood, and therefore given in return. Love.
To take things off mine
This Chest, is to get ideas off MY chest. I have so many story ideas. One little thing will burst into an entire world in that second. Sometimes I write one chapter, I just cannot resist it. Then I won't look at it for awhile, because I have bigger fish to fry. So...I figured that I would put them out for others to read, and if they are of any worth, will be nagged into completion. If it's read or not, at least they are off my chest and somewhat safe in this one.
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