The people we love the most,

The people we adore the most

Those people who are equivalent to our heartbeats

Are those who we can fight with

They are the ones who are able to crush us

They are the ones who can make u feel so small

Those people are the ones who can make ure heart bleed

All that power is withins one heart

So why bother to call it weak when all that strength,

Can make one weap and

All that is left is a tear between the eye