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The Neighbourhood || The Beach

If I told you that I loved you
Tell me, what would you say?
If I told you that I hated you
Would you go away?

I don’t love you loud or monstrously. I don’t love you like a hurricane loves a city or a bullet loves flesh. I don’t love you like the writer in me wants to love you. I don’t love you in a way that makes good television. I don’t love you as if you were cursed and broken and imploding, as if you were a grenade waiting for my words of regret and grief. I don’t love you like I’m waiting for you to explode and burn every part of me that wanted to believe what little we had was immortal. I don’t love you so my heart can bleed all over my fingertips and I can call the stains art. I don’t love you so I can one day hate you.

I love you and there is no explosion.
I love you and instead, there is quiet.

(I love you in the way that creates, not destroys)

in the beginning, there was you, me and the light; g.p.
(via pretentieuxtitre)