Behind the Curtain
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Love is nothing
Love is not a feeling
Love is not a journey
Love is no-thing.
It is the tall blades of
grass that will brush past
your fingers in a field
far, far away from here.
It is a smile in a place
where no one else dared too.
It is feeling strife,
by donning the other gauntlet.
It is that day, forever ashamed
but still coddled by innocence.
Love is not nothing,
it is everything;
seen from behind the curtain.
