I wonder

In a dark, dark afternoon.

In a rainy, rainy afternoon.

I find solace in the hope for a better future.

A future of love, compassion, and understanding of the other.

The other is you and me, both together ...on this planet or maybe not...but is US...U.S.

Everyone says love hurts, but that s not true.

Loneliness hurts.

Rejection hurts.

Losing someone hurts.

Envy hurts.

Violence hurts.

Looking at a homeless, a desperate and a struggle man in the streets HURTS...

Everyone gets these things confused with love...I refuse to believe that love hurts...

but in reality, love is the only thing in the world that covers all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again.

Love conquers fear...

Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.

Love is the glue that keeps us together and keeps us apart from the void...the darkness...the emptiness...the pills...the gun...the bridge...the knife...

Love...but what is love? 

Who cares?

Love is everything else...just love...go...go and love...before is too late.

 

January 26, 2016

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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