Love someone that makes you feel uncomfortable,
because when you find comfort,
you will be soft and fed.
That kind of love,
is a warm blanket in the bridge of winter and spring.
You need a cold shower in the middle of an indian summer.
Something that comes from the left and knocks the wind out of you.
You need to be on the edge of breathless,
with hardly a breath between.
Love like it hurts,
a kind of pain that will never end,
epic and undeniable.
So go, love someone that makes you feel uncomfortable,
because when you find comfort,
they will lead you to slaughter,
you will be soft and fed,
and softly dead.
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