Posted by chaya on February 7, 2021February 7, 2021 Love is pain at its finest hour. Where it cuts and burns and thaws us to an awakening. It frightens me. It hurts. The love of lust. Love of pain. Love of being so small, so folded inward we disappear. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related