Can one’s own heart know the boundaries of love and pain?
No they cannot, love and pain is the same and forever
Ones love grows but too the chance of being hurt the same
The more you fall, the harder the landing will be
Why people risk love when the pain is all the same?
Love is pain, never forgotten and always felt
We risk pain for love because of need
The need for held hands on moonlight strolls
Warm arms to hold you on cold winters nights
Fingers that erase fallen tears away
Memories never forgotten but hid away
We don’t know the boundaries
There are none, that’s why
We never give up
We only know the boundaries of pain we can take
Go beyond that and we begin to break
Go beyond breaking and we start to fall apart
Beyond all that, a pile of broken crimson class
We might break, we might fall but we risk it all
For the need of love
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