love:
The Lovers of Valdaro, discovered by archaeologists at a tomb in San Giorgio near Mantua, Italy. The couple have been holding one another for 6,000 years.
You tell me you love me and I don’t believe you.
Love leaves light in the darkest places
Love brings flowers sprouting from cracks in concrete
Love is warm, love is kind, love is consistent, love is good.
Your love is not love at all
It’s disappearing for months on end
It’s building up hope only to crush it into the asphalt
It’s cold, and it’s cruel, and it kills.
So I wish you nothing but the best, and I hope all is well
But don’t tell me you love me when you don’t know a goddamn thing about it
And don’t tell me you love me like it’s a promise you can keep.
cut scene: “because then you disappear and it’s obvious”