If I stopped believing in Love
because my heart has been wounded
I would stop believing in everything I do
and if I stopped believing in everything I do
I would stop doing everything I do
and if I stopped doing everything I do
I would cease to breathe
because love is the basis of all human connection
and human connection is the basis of love
and love is the basis of everything that I do
and must be the air that I breathe
or I will suffocate on hate
I am not perfect at it
yet.
~Marcela: (im)perfectly Unfiltered.
May 21, 2016
Posted by ~MyLa | Filed under Poetry, The 'L' Word