Love is healing, but at the same time so violent, you know it, and know that could be fallen under any you too.

Gentleness and kindness are lubricant for the ones whose ability on using it so smartly, but to not that ones so, its wisdom could drive the ones to the deadend corner. To it, you know so well, and all you except here you do the same.

What to be wanted to tell is done once, or, not that it's all so, it's the truth, but carnally any world view notices only fragilely, switchable things, you know it so well too.

But necessarily, you and I could never change it so well, to it, you know, but you'd never be able to tell it to anybody like me.

Being healed is not forcibly, in some current, naturally mutually some shared air is made, just so.

But even it'd be suddenly broken mutually too.

To it, any you could know.

Telling something to each other, talking to someone, being told to somebody, all to each other, very different, and to it, you and I and any you and any I either so.

That itemized equation is only that claiming and around it, behng able to love to each other and telling, told mutually, you know that's wonderful, any you ehther.

Though, I'm in it, any "I" either. Only so. Otherwise just so, we'd say it either.

And only as anybody likes only it'd be left, that's enough.

Mar. 3rd.   2023