February 16, 2012

This Love

This Love,
buried deep underneath moss, dust and slime;
despair, sadness and time;
and the  broken pieces of our hearts...

This Love,
clawed its way through it all.
Broken pieces came together.
Despair, sadness and time dissappeared in the face of will.
Moss, dust and slime turned out to be nothing more than glue for the pieces.

I woke up this morning and found you watching me.
I looked in your eyes and where i used to see pain, there was This Love.

It had to be you...

Song of the day: Maxwell- For lovers only