Love is the foundation of my universe. To believe in it is to believe in other fundamental truths, like gravity, and the fact that my penis has stopped growing.
That’s why it’s so hard for me to let go.
Because the moment I let go is the moment I stop believing in love. I’d much rather fool myself into thinking this loyal, faithful tenacity will make a difference, than believe the world isn’t kind and fair. Cause I know it’s cruel and unfair. I just don’t want to believe that.
And that’s why I still believe in us.