Love is a cruel thing. Making you wish to remove the very muscle that makes you ached for that soul. Awing at the very pits of your stomach when the voice of your beloved echos through your mind. Tormenting the very sanity that keeps you going when you hear the words that mean it will never happen. Burning through the flesh that touchings the soft vibrant skin of the human you wish for. Stinging every nerve in your body every time you see them look away from you.

Yet that cruel thing called Love is the most beautiful thing. Making you smile with joy at every laugh that emits from their body. Awing at your soul with happiness when you just get to see their faces. Tormenting your heart when you get the slightest hug or touch. Burning your mind as they smile gently at you. Stinging your stomach when they call you for a talk just one on one.

So beautiful yet so cruel. This is the love that I echo through my life. The agony I wake up every day with, but the pleasure I enjoy every moment of. The heart is a key in the soul, that makes loving the person worth EVERY agony and beautiful thing that your heart can throw at you.