~The Strength to move on~
Because love gives me the strength,
I can wake up in the morning.
Because true love makes me luff,
I can wake up crying.
What is it that you want?
I ask in my head.
The incessant call,
My true love.
I fear the truth,
It stings.
I fear reality,
It's scary.
What is this thing, love.
Giving also means receiving.
Has it not always been the case,
For everyone in the world...