
Post reblogged from Lilys of the Field with 54 notes
Love is a monster,
only gentle when it sleeps.
Tearing apart your soul
when it wakes, burning passion
into your bones.
Stealing your senses with it’s
claws.
It can destroy
and build humanity.
Sometimes I think its not worth it anymore.. But then you say something sweet and I melt all over again..
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