Crtl + C & V

It’s a copy and paste type of love, the lowest most basic kinds. A simple smile and a one armed hug. But throughout time, love can change a person. I don’t want that type of love. I want the love that comes from the depths of hell, consuming every cell in my body, scarring my insides with the smallest signs of God like affection. I want the love that can scream through the hate and struggles of the day and brighten my soul. Let your love harken to me so that I may go supernova in a cataclysmic sized exodus of the feeling of not being loved. Let your eyes be my windows to the world, your smile be my sun, and hands be guides, tracing the possibilities of what could be onto my own hands that are intertwined with yours. I’ve clicked ctrl+x , I’ve set you free. Don’t be afraid to love who you want, when you want. Set your feelings free and be you. Stand before the world and show you are different.