Love is the reason. The feeling that takes over and translates the silent meaning behind the words. Love is that feeling that tries to be described in so many ways, but seems to only be understood when felt. It is that memory, that sensation, that nostalgia or that dream that comes to life for "that" moment. A moment that seems to live forever and is so alive in all of it's senses.
Love is a bond that connects me to you and hopes for nothing but being able to experience life. Love is such a lovely word and when I think of it I see you. What a day and what a way love was brought to me - through finding freedom I found you.
Love appears to be the driving force behind us all, peaking through and waiting for it's ability to breakthrough, break-in or breakout - but for whatever reason there is a power and an action that propels it to be felt. Love engulfs the darkness in a blanket of colour, the density of the cloud may be thick but it doesn't go on forever, there is an ending to that wall. The other-side. What luck has given me can only be the 99.9 frequency.
