love is a miracle

like the sun
or a flower
or a rainbow
or the sound of beautiful music

like the magic of life
it exists
and science can “explain” it
yet it’s still beyond true comprehension

a mystery
an enigma

a question that only your soul can answer

i can’t cry

it’s a sad fact
that your love
tore out that part
of my soul
where the ability
to relieve
the pressure
by letting go
was replaced
with a kind of insanity
that makes me
run full speed
into a brick wall
to prove
to you
that our love
will always be real