I hear how easy love can be
People saying just to know you
Would have been better
I know that nothing matters but love
It redeems all things
Nothing but love is worth the cost
Oh those who've never loved say
My God he's so clever
But my love
It is also true that it kills
Love kills
So I say
What does it matter
What anyone might think
All that matters is my heart
And the ink
I spill
“Should prosperity befall thee, rejoice not, and should abasement come
upon thee, grieve not, for both shall pass away and be no more.”